Do you know your mind knows you the best?
It is devil you shouldn't give into.
"The obsession—
for something,
Is not easy to end."
When you are hungry for something,
Your mind will become your own enemy
Like a devil sitting on your back.
It will speak to you
searching for ways
to slip the hunger through.
If you resist.
You will make it smarter
But if you give in
You are the fool
Not that one person you think is the fool
It will be you
Play hard, and you make it hungrier.
It will hand you answers
to problems you don't even have yet.
It knows you better
than anyone who claims to know you.
But you must decide—
the king is you.
He is only a corrupted servant.
But if you—
Already taken a step towards it.
You now the servant.
And the king is not even physical
A puppet..
A puppet of your own hands and feet
And your eyes begin to wander.
While the servant holds the string of the king.
Making him the fool.
You are not a king then
It is the devil
But you even with steps towards it
Will try to condemn it,
but it won't go away easily
Won't wither from thought of shame.
You must shut it down.
But the brain of a fool is too soft,
too fertile for black flowers
whose roots dig deeper into you.
Resisting it
only feeds it with more ideas
And it grows.
It learns to think faster.
And when you realises what have you done
It is already too late to fix it.
And the solutions given by it was only the tricks played by the devil.
"In the end, the devil was never chasing me—he was wearing my face all along."