Silent Protest

Compelled to embark on a journey riddled with hurdles,
Follow the path in clueless fortification.
What is missing I know I can't get it without a bundle
Complete with what I can only be resigned to desire.

Bits and pieces of me are eroded,devoured by the
Insatiable source of evil.
It fancies it is no evil,for it carries on,pushing
Me to the ends of no avail.

Deep within the contours of my heart,
I smirk at the devil, and
Cry foul as if it's forever.
Because of you,I am not who I am.