For you
I will fight the demons in my head
The forces around me
The superficial joys and highs
That bring me down and destroy my spirit
The forces that exist to tear me away from you
The forces that fill me with an insatiable desire to falter and sin
Only to promise me an eternity of pain worse than pain
An eternity of darkness darker than black.
What purpose is my existence if this is the end?
There is something greater, more beautiful, more joyful
Than the instant and hollow highs of this sad world.
In all that I do it will be lived
For You.
A million blessings upon every enemy and persecutor of my happiness and sanity
A million blessings and more upon every soul hurt by the vengeance of my ego.
They, too, matter.
©moniquelim
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