Home Alone

by Rusheena   Aug 13, 2010


Just one click away...

My concentration has gone astray.

Sinful passion burn holes through my thoughts,

while my hand freezes on the mouse.

I start to tremble like a dope fiend,

wanting to dance with death more and more.

I cringe, clutching my stomach, from the pressure,

knowing the pleasure and guilt that will be in store if I...

I can't hold on any longer.

But I know even a quick glance will lead me to destruction.

I've been all alone for days, yet today, my will power is absent.

What a hard test, so easy to fail...

With no witnesses, morality can't prevail and most-likely never will.

Suddenly, I find a way out of enticement;

Healthy distractions are conceived in my foggy conscience.

But there's still plenty of time

to bite the Hand that feeds.

God's still watching, but I can't see Him.

This has been the long-time alibi.

Should I keep using my denial to my advantage?

It's so easy to do wrong when no one is looking...

The choice has been mine, all along, but I've blinded myself to any truth.

My mind is strong, but my heart is stronger.

I will no longer be made an example.

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  • 14 years ago

    by ShIsAnA tHe OnE aNd OnLy

    I will no longer be made an example. i love this line sooo much!!^_^ 5.5 keep writing kid^_^ love shisana

  • 14 years ago

    by Rusheena

    Thank you, and it's about porn addiction.

  • 14 years ago

    by Ronald Edwards

    Hi Rusheena, not sure what this poem is about but it seems your will is strong, the flesh is what is weak. Keep writing :-)