Good vs. Evil

My whole life people hurt me so bad. So, I put up a shield and said good luck getting through that.

By fourteen, I started to run away from home. Thinking I was grown enough to make it on my own.

Little did I know the darkness that consumed that road. Trying to fill a void because I’m feeling all alone.

Started smoking weed and drinking just to mask the pain. Now because of you, I’ll never be the same.

Tired of fighting with the angel and demon on my shoulders.

Getting older and my heart is getting colder.

Barely living sober, harder drugs are taking over.

Sold my soul for the money. I’m addicted to the fast life.

Thinking I’m on top but family tell me I’m not living right.

Money, sex, drugs is all I know, still looking for something to fill this hole.

Telling myself I got it all figured out but my demons taking control.

So many abusive relationships finding love in all the wrong places.

Or maybe its me, I’ve gone crazy. That’s why I keep going through the same phases.

Need to make a better way, tryna find God to heal all this hurt.

Can’t keep going through the struggles. I need protection from the evil that lurks.

My kids need to be able to look up to me and have a healthy life.

I know I can do better, settle down, and be a good wife.

People from church keep telling me that God has big plans for me.

Read Scripture, build a relationship with Spirit and I can reach my destiny.

I don’t know what the future holds, I leave that in the Universe hands.

The devil trying to destroy me but my life is like footprints in the sand.