Battling my conscience

I battle my conscience its constant sometimes its easy 

Others its a struggle to keep from crumbling and tumbling stumbling and falling

It can be an uproar trying to keep myself from smashing a head in a door

When i know its not right but the thought makes a small part of me take flight

I fight this side with all my might it can be the worst in the dead of night 

I just remind myself to praise the lord and that true beauty truly does exist

Even in the midst of this desecrated world that swarms us in a swirl 

It makes our mind twirl and whirl in states of confusion 

But if you can see through the human illusion it isn't all bad that's why I'm not always sad

Being in Gods in embrace and in a place of nature takes me to a state that erases the delusion 

The devil always makes a constant intrusion and that's what makes me battle my conscience 

There's good in me I know this but there's bad in me and i wont show this 

He always wants to expose it at church they say there's three voices in your head 

But I hear four two of my own and two that show me different paths but alas 

I do not gasp i know which to choose its the one with God the one that brings me peace

I know its difficult but its worth it its the path less traveled now so its bumpy and lumpy 

But the darkness will not trump me my depression doesn't control me any longer 

Now its time to deal with this hidden aggression its my end obsession 

I will know patience it is currently latent my faith is adjacent 

To the key of obtaining this patience