a creature of evil grows inside of me he is corrupted, full of hate, anger, and misery he feeds on the energy of another but just one part of me is him for there is another one who feeds on helping others he is a creature of good, of the light these creatures are in a constant fight just who will win in their struggles why it all leads to choice the choice of who i decide to feed
i loved the idea of this, it made me question how i act and who i am, and weather its really that easy to change myself or just become my other side. this is a great write :)
Yeah I read this before, its great man. Keep up the good work man, at this point I dont have much advice for you. You are just going to have to develop your own style which will take many years in the process.
Oh, how true. Let's hope you always feed the right creature. I'd change 'there struggles' to 'their struggles' and you'll have a first class effort here. As I look back on this poem, i can't help but wonder whether a bit of punctuation might not help the reader make the transitions between some of the lines. Good work.
Reminds me of a line in one of the Harry Potter's, sorry if you're not a fan. Something like we all have good and bad in us, it is the side of us we choose to act on that is our real self. Meant as a compliment. Also reminds me of a Seamus Heaney poem but the name of it has gone lol.
Harrowing to analyse your own nature. A good write that gives life to the process not many of us can carry out with honesty. Good write.
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