There is a spell
This magic is a voice
This voice is startling
It provokes
US into the shape of heavenly beings
Choosing life
Rather than non-existent rules
I'll fight you till you subdue
I'll speak wondrous tales in your ear
Submitting you to be restless
Confused
I'll be your darkness, light
Only I can sate this plight
Me alone shall condemn your days
"Me alone shall condemn your days"
Great poem, well written except perhaps you could use "I" instead of "me". Not meant as a critisism, the poem is lovely but if you want to use my advice there I won't try to stop you.