The Cold Heart Poem by Connor Whyte

Pushing and pushing can never stop the pushing, Thoughts and thoughts can never stop the thoughts, Worries and worries can never stop the worries, Doubts and doubts can never stop the doubts, When will this end climbing to the top just to get smacked down again, I see a light but it all fades to black living in darkness and nothing good seems to happen, A fiend is following me tearing at my back when will this demon leave and never come back.

Smacked by the left hand of God and thrown back, Start over to just fail again, You mean nothing your a speck in the wind, Tear out your pride and let you commit sin, Leave your body behind because you will never win, It's over and the fiend has won, You will never return for what you have done, Lies and lies everyone thinks your full of them, Test them and watch you fail and reap what you deserve.

Your sick, Obscure, Corrupt, And pathetic look at you squirm, You failed and will never win.

Its over your done and we are not even finished, Time ticks as decisions are made the fiend waits to manipulate, We are her puppets and we will obey, Nothing can change it when god has given up on you for what you have done, Your by yourself and will not have the strength, You will give in, Cave in like a wall with no support, Your chance is over you are A waste of time, Soon to find A new host this one is almost done, I will make him choke, Bring him under where he belongs he is nothing and will serve as nothing.

Wait and watch as he begins to bleed poke him and laugh at him and take what he needs, Who cares if he is changed he is still a freak, Forget him he is nothing but weak.