Old Demons scream inside my head,
I battle them as I write.
Angel on one shoulder devil on the other.
No strength to fight, I grow weak.
I scream to the Gods and Goddess' for help
Where are you, were they ever really there?
The demons scream loudly...they know my weakness.
Go ahead mesh with your old love they say
You will fell better in the end.
Just a few pills and you will be better
You will forget your pains and sorrows
All feelings will be as they never were.
I will guide you along your path.
Oh Yes! The path I've been down before.
A hell I never in a lifetime will forget.
But as hellish as it was the lure is there.
And my willpower weakens as each storm comes.
In my mind's eye I know the right thing,
But the knowledge of no more pain
Is slowly overcoming what I know is right.
My old love calls... will I except his embrace?
Please tell me what you think
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Dear Jacki,
"Angel on one shoulder devil on the other."
How truly you speak with that line! We all have a Jekyll and Hyde in our nature which are in constant conflict. It is our success or failure in fostering the one and suppressing the other that determines whether we become winners or losers. Adversities occur inevitably to either but it is the winners who overcome and move on while the losers succumb and fall behind in the race.
Faith in a God who wants us all to be winners and not in a devil who delights in losers is an important piece of spiritual armour.
Your poem is sad but very thoughtful, spoken with sincerity and clarity. Anyone with insight will empathise with your message.
Applause, love and hugs, XXX Hugh.
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I read this and am overcome with sadness. It speaks not only of such heartache but of a gut wrenching fight to keep one's head above the ground. I know it often seems of little comfort when someone says you are not alone, but it's true nevertheless. When you can't stand alone, reach out and take the hand of someone nearby and let them hold you up. Just be careful who you choose and make sure they are strong enough within themselves to bear the added strain. You are a precious gem Jacki. Hang on and hold tight.
I wish upon a shooting star
I cross my fingers tight
I even cross my arms and legs
Hoping it will help your plight
Welcome back to Allpoetry sweetie!
It's good to see you writing again. Let's hope that muse of yours hangs around awhile. 
♥ Touchof1der
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very thoughtful. I really enjoyed reading this. Almost depressing in places but thats just the mood of the poem. Its very clever. I think my fav stanza is the 2nd. THats a very powerful stanz
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This was nice yet you lack ovcabulary and some freash metaphors/similies
yet very true and emotional
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This is a good poem with some really interesting images. I like how the ending is left open. Thank you for sharing!
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I feel like you read my minds eye
Wonderfully wrought out. A battle that you can neer tell if you win. Don't let the devil on your shoulder choose your battleground, for he is a fool.
I loved the context...
Fluttering sublimly away...
With wings slightly frayed...
FaeryPixieFey
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Angel on one shoulder, devil on the other, the tug of war that goes on in ones mind is always such a pain in the ass. This is a great write, emotional and well done. You did an excellent job, and I wish you luck with your angel/devil problem... might want to call an exterminator (little light humor there... sorry...)
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sometimes, the worse feels better when it beckons like you portray. I know how that feels. Great words. Amazing!
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