I call him the devil because he makes me wanna sin
Every time he knocks on the door,
I can’t help but let him in
I know it’s wrong to appease his call,
Though in the end, I know I will fall
Save me from this place,
As though I will amount to more than a mere disgrace
He’s here, though not really
Comes and goes in phases,
Leading me on and hooking me in
So this cycle will yet again spin
Breaks me but makes me;
Every antithesis
Falling apart; holds me together
Leave him, yet I stay
Love him, but hate it
Despise him, lost in this high
Coming down is painful
the hurt and sadness ensues,
Bringing back the mundane,
Meaningless life I see ahead;
The reality I am destined to pursue
May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 11:11 PM UTC
I call him the devil because he makes me wanna sin
Every time he knocks on the door,
I can’t help but let him in
I know it’s wrong to appease his call,
Though in the end, I know I will fall
Save me from this place,
As though I will amount to more than a mere disgrace
He’s here, though not really
Comes and goes in phases,
Leading me on and hooking me in
So this cycle will yet again spin
Breaks me but makes me;
Every antithesis
Falling apart; holds me together
Leave him, yet I stay
Love him, but hate it
Despise him, lost in this high
Coming down is painful
the hurt and sadness ensues,
Bringing back the mundane,
Meaningless life I see ahead;
The reality I am destined to pursue
