Conflict

My life sucks probably, just cause I believe it to be,

It's a matter of time that I might be, broke apart internally n' eternally,

I might be jealous and full of envy, just cause I don't wanna be me, 

What I see is a better you than I see me, why is that so?

Toxic as it might seem, lack of character inside of me,

I search for liberty, in this sour world which is so against me,

"Will I survive to see the light" I ask, question itself, vague and far apart,

Is it ego or greed that I see, in these

Lines that write to redeem,

This Abyss of darkness in my soul,

The biggest hole in my life as of whole,

Where no God will ever be extolled,

Nor malefic ever lay low,

As I find iniquity in this world, in me,

And in what created me,

And I ask is it a demon inside,

Which asks nd' waits for answers,

Who'd pass by time nd' want to live,

Which hates pain nd' hope's love,

Who protects me from the collapsing wall,

Or is it God's anger that I see,

It's supposed to be Love it seemed,

I expect to be seen in this cosmic sea,

To be bestowed upon hope, I deem, I dream,

Yet it's okay not to think much,

As thyself nd' myself will die soon enough.