Reflecting on four demons

In shadows deep, where demons play their part
The first one halts with an unyielding art
He bars the path to tasks unknown and new
Where skills are lacking, dreams are kept askew
The second demon, fierce in its own right
Prevents the work not urgent and not tight
He lures with ease, "no, later," he would say
And pushes tasks and hopes far from your way
The third one, really cunning, sly, and bold
The strongest yet, his tricks are manifold
He tempts you with distractions, vain and small
While keeping you from seeing his true thrall
And then, the fourth, a superdemon grand
He hides with skill, your efforts he would strand
When battling demons one through three, you find
He brings the pain and slowly twists your mind
Yet in this strife, a glimmer shines so bright
A smallest win would grant willpower’s light
Though often you are trapped in demon’s dance
Fight hard and seize each fleeting little chance
In struggle fierce, both three and four will bind
You face the fray with courage, strength, and mind
Good luck, brave soul, in this relentless fight
Let victory be yours, and guide you to the light