Procrastination

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Procrastination...
The demon of demons,
The devil from the darkest part of hell,
Not sent but assigned to the earth.
What is his main purpose?
Why does he keep bugging me?
What does he want from me?
He came to me looking so pale and pitiful,
I, being human decided to let him in.
He told me about his ugly and reckless past,
He promised that if I gave him a chance,
He'll change for the better.
Feeling his pain and not wanting to be inhumane,
I open my arms wide,
Ready to accommodate him,
And give him a chance to a new life.
By the way, some people just need the opportunity to show who they truly are
And of course he showed me who he really was.
For the first few days, he was an angel,
So godly and goodly.
He was so innocent and wouldn't hurt a fly.
Seeing his oh-so-godly nature,
I open the doors of my heart wider for him,
Behind my back, he grinned devishly,
So pleased he was, having my heart won over.
When he was sure that there was no turning back for me,
He decided to strike.
He struck real hard.
For sure, I was amazed by his sudden change,
But decided to let him be.
Since everyone makes mistakes,
His sudden change, I thought was just a mistake.
Well, I made the worst decision letting him stay.
He killed my dreams,
Made my ambitions mere words,
And made my time as useless as whatever.
I had no hope for my tomorrow.
He devoured the goods of my past,
And planned to do same to my future.
Like a wild fire he spread,
Destroying everything in his way,
Killing all my chances and opportunities.
Strongly, I am determined to fight him and send him packing,
I swear with my last strength to loose his hold on me.
He fought back and opposed all my advances.
I, not ready to give up ,
Fought till I finally sent him out,
So glad I did,
Feeling so fulfilled winning such a fierce battle.
Now, I start repairing all the ruins he did,
Trying to fix the broken jigsaw.
At my apex,
As I am about to drop my last card,
And shout out in victory,
He comes again
Looking more pitiful and deranged than ever.
Not wanting to be inhumane,
I think of accommodating him again
But I won't make such a mistake, will I?