Devil in Me
To my heart and my mind you need a key.
There’s something, deep inside, that’s wrong with me.
I can’t control it, it can’t be tamed.
She, my devil, shall remain unnamed.
She’s usually at bay, waiting, but harmless.
Until she snaps and when fighting her, I’m armless.
She will kick, and she will scream, and she will probably bite.
She is viscous, she is fierce. She shows no mercy in a fight.
To be liked? She doesn’t care. She is loud and she is bold.
She causes me to remain alone and cold.
She escapes from her hold far too much.
I’m always locked in her clutch.
Though all I wish is to be free,
I secretly know that she will always be apart of me.