Goodbye and Hello

i took it very literally
when i had finally identified what was troubling me, sometimes i have found that the fight i put up against this force is overkill and my world begins to suffer again.
when it occurred that the pain was only as real as was thought, well, where is the control?
a pessimist troubled by society, nothing would fade and its all i could see.
bars in my face, a burnt bitter taste.
coaxed out the wretch eventually
the devil had took me and told me that he
would make me a man if i'd do like he wanted
get him some money and make sure its flaunted
tell all the girls what you've got and who bought it
he promised he'd make me happy IF i did this
but ever so slowly he had ME grant HIS wish
the control that he took was nothing when compared
to the light thato, emotions, enlightenment, god, identity, mind, philosophy, poem, religion brought me back to where i was scared
and when i awoke it was cold, but i blinked
and all of a sudden i could see, i could think
nothing around me was mine anymore
and nothing could leave and nothing was sore
it's all as it was when i first had embarked
on my journey to be what i'd seen in my heart
no longer is this heart black with the sin
of an external head game one that you can't win
but don't be mistaken he's there everyday
he's there when your sleeping and when you're awake
yea, sometimes we visit, but he's not here that often
i bet you i'll bring him with me to my coffin
but now that i know that he's there all the time
he's merely a riddle outwitted by rhyme.