New Power

A Wallop so hard everything metamorphs, 
My views and my nature all transformed, 
Injustice unfairness or simply just my fault, 
Unbiased opinion here the system is to be blamed on, 
Yet if I had worked harder and smarter to face the challenge, 
The disaster wouldn't have happened thus this rut wouldn't exist, 
Distain my mistake and any others who's may effect my life's page, 
The only thing left now is to let the the devil in, 
This scorn is a new type of motivation harsh and unforgiving, 
It Eats and destroys at everything it is aimed at including my programmed habit, 
Effectiveness of this malvolence is at a level mysteriously uncomprehending, 
The hardest part is logically deducing where to angle and release it, 
Previous views of light conquering darkness seem to have failed, 
The Ying Yang or balance seems to be what's more Necessary now, 
Yet I am eaten by wether I should go extremes of both or have them combined, 
The harsh crackle of my fire has changed to such that no mortal shall see my bow, 
A death match is preferrential over a self righteous sacrifice, 
Excluding a few who try most can't hold my stare anymore, 
The chaos is increasing and is getting harder to control as I rise, 
Controlling my minds consistent scream seems to be the key of this I am sure,