God vs lucifer

What is god
For me he is very odd
,People worship him,he likes to get praise
He lives in the city of magic
Which fly on lonely clouds
xAnd we call it heaven.

He love when we say his name
He like his fame,
What you want from me
Wanted me to be tame
No, It wont happen,I am better dead.

Here comes the cute demon
You called him "Lucifer",
But he is the one I prefer
He is the person who rang the bell in hell

He is the one who walks in the night
Just waiting for the moment that will be right,
Teeth sharp and yellow,eyes glowing red
This is not the monster found under your bed.

He is fighting with god,plotting you know
And someday he will take away his soul
,He feeds on our fear,drinks in our tears
There will be a day
When he will be the only thing we hear

Pain,rage and anger invites him
Death and corpse gives him control
Soon dark and dead will be your soul

You ask what is he and who he wants
He is every memory of god that will haunt,
Those broken,scared,alone and bruised
He's the unheard voice of all those abused.

Its you who let god to rule
That all I can see,
He is the one who fills the world
With his incurable disease.

Writer

Pieces of my soul
,Scattered on this sheet,
Moments where I faltered,
I felt incomplete.

Sometimes I wrote in happiness,
But pain, it flowed with ease,
No depths I could not reach,
When writing on my knees.

In days of old I'd run to write,
Expel the hurt I had,
Turn it into something more,
Writing out the bad.

It could be raw and very dark,
Fear was often there,
Tears running, minds were racing,
Blooms of deep despair.

Youth went by, life did change,
Love had found its way,
Breaking through this wall I built,
Hiding every day.

I came to find the words inside,
To express each facet of being,
My passion became something more,
Than something that was freeing.

It became me, held back nothing,
Emotions free to flow,
It helped me understand the things,
I never did quite know.

It helped me find a voice to speak,
Reach those held in wanting,
Voice my spirit to my peers,
In a way that was not daunting.

Now I sit and write today,
For nothing more than joy,
This call I hear deep inside,
That nothing can destroy

For even if you read my words,
And find nothing that you need,
I bared my soul and all I hold,
For more than you to read.

Together

When it comes to relationships, tragedies, or just a simple day.

I always wonder who's behind it so it ends that way.

Is it me or something else that gets to pick and choose?

Or is already written in stone whether I win or lose?

Some say fate is that one force which gets to decide.

Others say it is yourself in which you must confide.

Combination of the two is truly what I believe.

Because in the end it always takes two to conceive.

So don't you go and put all your pennies in one jar.

Because if you do then you truly cannot go far.

Bring them both together and trust them entirely.

It is always both together believe and you will see