Fighting against the oppression of the devil and depression is a relentless one. |
“My Mephistopheles” He is relentless I swear he can’t be beaten Smacked down and bleeding Pinched in his power within “Please let me free!” I cry He laughs with the shrieks of hell No rest will be found here All comforts my mind repels I bask in my sorrow For it shall never leave me It stays as long as I wish Unlike all else who run free They don’t do it on purpose I understand that But in those exclusive times with him There is no place for the diplomat I have no voice for negotiation He shuts it out with swift flair I’m in his power, searching for release The deep chasm I’m only half aware A light pierces the obscurity One chance to find freedom Nothing can stop me No, not even him I push on with that light Struggling to remember its brilliance His pursuit strengthens But I must not lose this chance An obstacle threatens to throw me off You can’t do this, just stop trying More difficulties arrive, saying You will fail, to yourself stop lying I don’t know what I’m doing But I can’t give up now I will not falter Of this I vow I want to be like those In the stories we’ve heard Who stayed strong in the faith They never wavered Why can’t I be them? Surely I can Every age needs a hero Like me they began But the harder I drive The more he fights He has to win Sometimes I think he might But I’ll continue to struggle against He who is cursed I don’t want his glory Of darkness, the worst I have to believe I can make it Or there simply is no chance Of me I must change Not the circumstance My will is stronger Than he who claims otherwise He wants me to hate myself Criticize and compromise I refuse to do so anymore Just to see the slap in his face I’ll take the hard times as they come My unique beauty I’ll embrace I know the hurdles will never stop I’ll admit I’m scared of what could come But I can’t hold back who I am now For the person I could become |