Self control

Every time
I tell myself it's the last time
Until the next time
Until the end of time
For this addiction has its hands around my throat
Every time I try to walk away the grip tightens
Choking me into submission and dragging me deeper towards the root of my evils
Like a child in a sweet shop I can't say no
Closing one door behind another in front always opens
A door to oblivion and financial torture
A door to self destruction
A door to the bowels of my blackened soul
But then comes the high
It hits me like a cloud of rainbow coloured marshmallow
And just for that moment it all seems ok
All seems right
It seems as though this is the way things should be
But it can never last
Never be right
For the higher you rise
the harder you fall
This selfish child must learn some self control
To say no to cravings
No to temptation
Rise above and be a man