Light beneath the darkness

Echoes play like an endless symphony,

But rarely the things I want to hear.

Like a barrage of gunfire on a windless night,

Or a thunderstorm when alone at sea.

Why is it that we allow the bad to overshadow the good?

Is there a reason, or is it plain deception?

Lies that have been told to us throughout time

that we give a pulse every time we pay them attention.

Like the belief that someone is out to get you,

Or that death is just a beat of the drum away.

What I've found, through my time here, is that I have two-selves.

The first self, who is intelligent, confident, loving, caring, charismatic,

oozing in creativity and unlimited potential.

A man who fears nothing except fear itself.

And then there's my other self;

A man consumed by fear, who worries time and time again about nothing,

Lets down his family, and is afraid to defend himself when the occasion arises.

This is the part of me, the devil in disguise,

Who I dread more then anything.

The part that becomes weakened 

by an irrational belief that I owe everyone who's ever doubted me something.

When deep down, my stronger self explains to the weaker self at every turn

That the only thing I owe anyone who's ever doubted me

is nothing other then becoming the best version of myself possible,

Instead of the undeniable worst.

As humans, I believe there's a god and devil within each one us.

The God, constantly attempting to build us up,

To make us proud of ourselves and our accomplishments,

Making us appreciate that we're here on Earth and ultimately, that we're alive.

The devil, like an agitating pest who won't leave you alone

Will try to break you down every time you let your guard down,

Will play off your fears like clockwork,

And will undermine everything you've worked tirelessly to achieve.

What I've found is that neither God or the Devil,

within each of us will ever disappear completely.

God will always be there to raise us up.

And like a mosquito that knows our every move before we make it,

the devil will always be there to bring us back down.

In the end, I guess it's all up to us in deciding

which will ultimately become our dominant voice.