Against Self

 The death of my bro made me lose focus/ Life
took a different turn, twas all hocus pocus/
Derailed from my path and embarked on a death
road/ Now my life is subjected to a chokehold/
Wanted life to cease but how could I stop it/
Slept at night always tossing and turning/ Satan
got hold of me and I couldn't kick him/ He finally
introduced me to so many addictions/
I was stuck in a tug of war/ Fighting sin with my
mind, ignoring the Lord/ Never took my scabbard
and unsheathe my sword/And slash these demons
till I killed them all/
It felt too heavy, but my phone was not; took it
up with ease like it was just a leaf/Doing things
that amounted to naught while time flew and I
couldn't grab it/ I no more flew on wings of
eagles; was hunted down by my enemy on a
Deseart Eagle/ Now my knees are feeble and can't
run. I need help from the Son to brave the
storm/...