Rip Out the Corruption from Within

What am I...

Why do I keep doing that

Even after I promised mysef I wouldn't?

This body is not even mine,

It's a trust from God, 

And it's absolutely despicable 

That I'm misusing it and sinning with it.

FILTHY.

Worse than an animal.

How to break myself out of this?

I need to tear out this detrimental thorny twisted branch from my body,

Need to yank it out completely.

I absolutely canNOT afford

To shut out the voice of good inside

That tells me to stop.

If I do...

I am done for.

This poem is about: 
Me

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