After a half a stack of paper and 2 pencils sharpened and pens and whatnot.. here it is!
From breakups to silliness and lewdness to drugs and now to internal conflict, as well as conflict with a deity.
Warning: This poem-type thing contains massive amounts of difficult vocabulary (to the below-average reader)! I advise you to think it through a bit OR look at the glossary in the second register of this box-type-thing, which is separated by a half-assed line.
I hope you enjoy! And sorry for my hiatus, school and whatnot really does suppress your creative juices after tossing essay after essay at you.
I didn't know a title so.. there you go.

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Vile - wicked
nile - Something like the Egyptian nile.. uhh.. a North flowing river.
Senile - feeble.
Wile - trickery/cunning/devious
Hile - to cheat/cheater
Fu - Full (scottish variant of full)
Dial - face of watch
Argyll - design consisting of a pattern of varicolored diamonds on a solid background.
Wane: becoming weaker
begin: Achieve or accomplish in the least degree
Pursy: heavy in breathing patterns

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Of these trials,
I'm in denial,
Something's in my way.
Something evil,
Something vile,
My mind has gone astray.
In these niles,
It is senile!
Someone's going to pay.
Someone wile,
Someone hile,
It'll be one day.
Far away!
Far away!
I will be someday.
Somewhere new
Somewhere fu,
My mind without delay.
Oh this dial,
It is argyll,
Somehow it is gay.
Somehow file,
Somehow compiled,
My mind has me betrayed.
Oh How I survey
This barren bay,
It is merely plain.
It is my bain,
It is my wane,
My mind is constrained.
I must obey,
I must obey
Or else I will be slain.
By a chain,
By a grain,
My mind is afraid.
In these aisles,
Bodies lay for miles,
I.. am overtaken with smiles?
Am I evil?
Am I vile?
My mind has me swayed.
Oh for I am sin,
I disgraced my kin,
My patience has grown thin.
Am I done for?
Am I gone forevermore?
My mind is begin.
I feel nothing but pursy,
Please god, show your mercy,
I cannot be saved.
I am evil,
I am vile,
My mind had you betrayed.