It seems to happen at the most awkward times. Seemingly out of no where, the hunger overpowers. The cravings kick in. The longings fester within, so dark & bittersweet. A quick fix, a sweet rapture. One time ; twice, maybe thrice. One more piece of heaven ; just once more. An inner fiend begins to long for one more lustful fix.
The realities arise. Morality conquers & the longing subsides. That sweet surrender is a hellish torture. A cloaked demon. A wolf in sheep's clothing. A deceitful shield. A painful reality. One problem. One solution.
Alone, in darkness. An endless emptiness. Hollow place, thick with dismay, not even a echo nor any reverberation can be muttered. Depressing place, its perfect for the small exile. Seeking absolution for a massive crime. To sweat out the desire. Kill the need. Kill the pain once and for all. Selfishness unbound, reckless and free. This pain causes a despair not only for one, but for all that are around. The torture is necessary. Its the way out. The cure.
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