Locked! Poem by Jonaven Ross

Im shackled to Satan
Falling for all his tricks
He stays in my head like a dog with ticks
Not knowing i can be free
He remains in my head and wont let me be
He feeds my head with all negativity
And it keeps growing like a peach tree
Waiting for somebody to chop it down
i put up signs all around town
'need help influenced by the devil all in my head'
all he does is follow me even in my bed
he puts the contract in my face
i say no time no place
he chained up my soul and makes me do wrong
my head feels as thin as a thong
i cant see my family
he is taking me down the wrong path and its no way to get out
but all i had to do was say no and it would've been clear