This high wears off
Heart is wrenching free
Even though I know it's wrong

Enter temptation, sweep into my door.
Never the same, always different forms.
Dragging my frail faith into the mud.

Oh, what ever shall I do now?
Forgive me. I am weak. Always.

Mind cracks, flesh submits, eyes weep.
Either I lose myself or this sensation..

Forever.