The demon within my soul is awakened,
busy troubling my mind.
Balance is shattered.
The angelic goodness sleeps,
deep in slumber, unaware of what is unfolding.
There is no balance.
There is no challenge for peace.
There is only this one-sided battle,
relentless, striving to dislodge
the rooted foundation of my being.
A storm is upon me —
vicious, tossing me to and fro,
rattling the very core of existence,
questioning my resolve,
testing the courage I must summon
to stay the course.
I feel myself losing.
It is a truth that weighs heavy.
Even a drop of water
can, over time, penetrate rock.
To pacify this demon,
to reclaim the balance,
I must awaken the angelic goodness
that now rests.
But how?
What is the way?
How do I allow the light
to illuminate this darkened soul again?
I ask the Universe for help.
Show me.
Disclose the tools I need.
Offer the key
to unlock the abyss
I find myself in.
The way to subdue this demon,
to end the reign of torment upon my being.
I implore you.
I wish to see.
I wish to be whole once more.
To dance again
in the balance of emotional living.
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Author:
KMC (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 26th, 2025 03:30
- Comment from author about the poem: The Inner fight I at times face, silently at war with the demons within.
- Category: Reflection
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A very moving read, here. Welcome to MPS 🕊️🙏
Thankyou arqios. I see you are well respected on here with many contributions for digestion. Much appreciated coming from you.
Most welcome, Kosmichos. And thank you for taking a squiz at my account. 🙏🕊️
In this soliloquy there is the questioning and doubt that seems present in all of us. Nicely worded it speaks out.
Thankyou Soren for your words. The baring of self can at times touch those who empathically relate.
You are most welcome
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