My Demon" Lupus"

like the weeping willow
slowly wilts,
weathered away buy the worlds doubts
Lupus remains, without a doubt
It used to be a word,
then it became a name,
now its a monster
without any shame

it is my own demon,which
has grown so big it has made me  small
i have faught the fight
and told him off
i won some battles
but not all

the numbness i am unawhare
igonoring it daily just like i dont care
as i muddle around in life
my demon Lupus opens his mouth

you cant ignore me
i shall not go away,
you can play and you can pray
down on your knees,
on the church hill string
but i am your demon
and i have no shame.

you can fight the battle
but never win the fight
for i have no cure,and
so you have no fight

never before did
i think i would be
living with lupus inside of me.
that demon has found all of my
strife and made out of it
such a miserable life.

you get what you give
and get what you like
but my demon decides
what happens to my life

how can this be?
LUPUS for me
unfairly i argue
but i shall never give up this fight.

today i won the battle
but not the war
well just have to see
when they have written the score.