I won't give up,
nor will I
give in.
My story will not end
by my own hand.
Although I am led
by un-holy thoughts,
I will fight
to the bitter end.
When my eyes look away,
I will pray
for strength to close them.
If my body's desire
is to serve itself,
I will try to treat it
as the temple it is.
I won't give up,
this story
will not end.
Yet it seems so simple
to take that easy way out.
Don't give up;
I won't
give in.