The Battle Within

Holding on to anger,
one can not deny,
is like drinking poison,
expecting foes to die.

A walking contradiction,
how I’ve always been.
Achieve invisibility,
grieve when I’m not seen.

Behind these bars of silence.
Imprisoned inside Hell.
The door’s unlocked, however,
afraid to leave my cell.

The battle against evil,
the conquering of sin,
is not against each other,
it’s happening within.