This guilt will eat me up like a cancer. I am always asked, but cannot answer. Burdened by this monstrous being That I keep feeding. Bleeding. I cannot take it. I do not believe I can make this. Breathing in the poisonous vapors. I cannot escape. Rushing through my veins. This addiction. It is taking me on a wild ride. There is no point to hide. It will always be by my side. Be a part of me. Blinded and I cannot see. Becoming one with my demon. Giving him control. All the answers will forever be untold. I am breaking out of my mold. This mask That I can no longer grasp. To hide behind. Why does lust have to be such a crime?