Kryptonite

Strength comes easily,
Most of the time,
But then He shows up....
My Kryptonite.

Like a poison,
Powers growing weak,
My inhibitions...
It's hard to breathe.

Love resisting,
Hard to hold back,
But trying harder...
My legs, they collapse.

Maybe one day,
I can be around.
But still I wonder...
Praying this be found.

I'll wait to hold him,
A wish to see,
And keep on hoping...
One day a remedy.