perspective of an amateur

Every single day of every single week
Everyone wakes with this single thought
Today is the day, the day I am not so weak
The day I conquer the deamon so fiercly faught

Little do they realise it get stronger day by day
The deamon the dictator of thoughts prevails
Effortlessly keeping us mortals helplessly at bay
"Keep trying fools for I have ur reigns today"

Manifestations are many of the deamon
Some see it as smoking, some as thievery
some as adultry some as gluttony
Whatever the form everyone has atleast one.

Some triumph, some say they left it all behind
Some die trying, some get worse, some lose their mind
Some say they are in rehab, some claim acclaim
Whatever they say, doubtless they are astray from their aim

Probably the only way out is the way in
Make the demon the friend in sin
Look at the brighter side, it could have been worse
Love thee demons, take the perks, dont remorse