The Devil Made Me Do It Too

That's right. Take it all in. Let it sink in deep, as deep as it can possibly go. Relax. Don't be offended. I come highly recommended. Full-bodied righteous indignation with a twist of the times, past and present you can't resist. Comes with some risks, so guzzle or sip.

F_ _ _ with people if f_ _ _ you must, but then don't b_ _ _ _ when things go bust. Things you do leave their tracks, lead back to you, and then bite you back ferociously. I'm a Scorpio, an erectile, venomous, crazy eight star child who up to now shunned the limelight but was forced out of the shadows by a man-sized dirty job worthy of Hercules, who though a fine myth, was unavailable so I had to step up like a "real" man and get the job done.
Waste deep in a s_ _ _storm of deceit, betrayal, drugs, rap music, porn's deviant sex, scandal, greed, envy, anger, revenge, madness, corruption, and incarceration, I had to wade through some midlife crisis mess I wouldn't wish on anyone. But by the grace of God, I've gotten a handle on it and have not let go of His hand. After writing The Devil Made Me Do It Too, can I expunge the painful past and with a clean slate and conscience embrace the present and enjoy the future? I'm still a work in progress and plan or hope to come to an artful end worthy of my Father. Things you do leave their tracks, lead back to you, and then bite you back ferociously. Better keep my eyes open, tail up poised at the ready with a venomous sting, and God by my side. He's the only one I trust.