How quickly do bright blue skies turn a morbid gray
When these demons of past experience come to play
Unwavering and without distraction their persistence
Countless times I have run from history’s existence
From the highest bow I have swung with pleasure
Price paid in a pound of flesh always their treasure
Happiness found at the apex of life’s constant sway
Quickly and forcefully confiscated then taken away
The exultation brought on by pleasant interaction
So rapidly replaced with shadow fallen distraction
From so very high, to low and above the world again
This place, then another, one place never to remain
Had the world in my hands, and a tiger by the tail
When dark clouds rolled in and happiness set sail
Hearing the creaking of rusty chains while I swing
A chorus of Hell’s tainted angels commence to sing
As a million demons rise to attack from the East
Out of the mouth of Hell; the belly of the Beast
I lift myself up defiantly and face their direction
Courage to fight supplied by change of perception
The good times swallowed by the negative light
Return as I stand strong and determined to fight
As quickly as the dark clouds overtook the Sun
I watch the coward demons turn tail and run
Triumphant I stand atop this new self realization
Dark thoughts in my head are of my own creation
I defeat them with the strength and pride of a Lion
Finding euphoric serenity in my own personal Zion
JMC813 