Sweet Release

Life bears down

Grabs you by the horns

Takes you head on

It never surrenders

And never relents

All life ever does

Is push you

And so builds

The pressure

Powerful

Insurmountable

You seek only release

But wait

Aren't you master

Of these affairs?

Didn't you drive

These needs out?

After all

Your release is obvious

Aren't there tally marks

Of the flesh

To mark

Every time you gave in

Until finally the desire

Nay even need

Becomes unbearable

Crimson shall be yours

For the low low price

Of weakness

And so finally

At the end of the week

Your tally

Comes out high again

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