A whisper in the dark says," Come join us once again,"
A seductive beckon hidden from sight,
And though I'm tempted,
I do not follow.
The cool, sharp steel winks in the light,
Telling lies I once believed,
Inviting an old habit back,
And though I yearn for it,
I do not give in.
The kind of thinking that trapped me before,
Rear's its evil and ugly head,
Seeping into my actions,
And though it would be easy to give in,
I fight it back.
The whispers turn to screams,
They shout, "You know you want to,"
And though there is truth in what they say,
I ignore them.
When tragedy strikes, hard times roll in,
It'd be so easy to let go,
Let my old, familiar ways take over,
And though it's hard,
I keep them restrained.
Fighting these habits, these addictions,
Isn't easy or for the weak of will,
For it is much easier to tear down what you've built,
Then to start from scratch, build something new.
Though I've beat the main fiend,
And I've refrained from slipping,
There is still a struggle going on inside,
But this time, I'm strong enough to survive.
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just_barely_me: Brilliant. If this really relates to you...I wish I was as strong as you. on March 12, 2008 6:44 PM
complicatedxbutxhopefull: :[ makes me sad cz i always give in to that...but its a great poem :] on March 12, 2008 4:43 PM
delicate_tears: Very well written. Its great and so brutally honest and comes from the heart. this poem is really great but i dont look at it as a poem more as a piece of art. its great on March 12, 2008 4:35 PM
kissmeimirish88: Nice. I'm impressed. on March 12, 2008 3:21 PM
