Intervention

All of that time wasted on sexual tension
Just for less than two minutes of empty pleasure
As unsatisfying as it is... I can't stop once I've started

Though extremely sickening and instantly sobering
The foul smell of lust continues to linger near my nostrils
Yes, I dare contradict the repulsive odor
Because... it's horribly intoxicating, or should I say... addictive?...

I wish I could consider treatment
But, I can't fathom the pain of righteousness, at the moment
Although my blood flows for holiness
My body continues to malfunction
Even with warning, I allow myself my wounds to ache without treatment

Sensation is efficiently incredible
Yet, my heart seems to break after every session
For, I now know why His heart breaks
And His tears fall from every learned lesson