we are constantly defeated
by our own desires
beaten down by our primal urges
we bow to the might of want
overbearing and blinding hunger
that drives us to take what we know
will burn us
what we know will leave us hollow
and thirsty for
affection
for
something
more
just once more
and surely our addiction
will be satiated for one more moment
but we’re gluttons
greedy
selfish
animals
no better than any other
but we’re so delusional
that we think once more into the fold
and surely this time will be different
this time,
we’ll be loved
or we’ll be cured
or we won’t want another time
just
one
last
time
but we know better
deep down
we know we’re using ourselves
for nothing
or at least
not anything
good
but surely intimacy such as this
means love lies in the waiting
surely a feeling this good
is positive thing
surely
our brain cannot be manipulated so easy
by a chemical
or another soul
but we always know better
yet we still
indulge
so I don’t care
kiss me
take me
have me
once more
one last
time
again
