I have thoughts endlessly swirling in my headThoughts that celebrate evil and shun goodThoughts that wander to darknessFleeing from light.There’s a constant battle.Battlefield; my conscienceWhere two higher powers lay restBeautiful sweet goodUrging me to light, drowning out the boom of the voice ofRepulsive evil.Bad I am needlessly drawn to like a moth to flameEvil that’s shows forth my vicesVices that bring me shameSends friends farAnd turns lovers away.I have thoughts that noise won’t hideAnd silence refuses to diminishThoughts as black as nightManifesting in speech and action.I have thoughts to kill such thoughtsBut my evil won’t commit suicideLeaving me one choice,Hoping I have the courage to do the necessary. Ms Oyaghire.