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Lust and light

Intoxication

By P.A. WilkinsonPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
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Weak,

So damn weak

Is the judgment of my intoxicated eye

Sometimes

I’ve fallen into a pit of consumption

And now I long only for more

Until my body begins to shake

With uncertainty of what

My body craves next

I can feel demons creeping

Around my fragile eggshell mind

Fade away

Is all I can do for now

Distract myself

With another pleasure

Another craving

Another weakness

Until I am strong again

Once I rest

And rid myself

Of this lust

This feign

This behavior

Until I find the light again

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P.A. Wilkinson

Trying to make sense of the universe around us. The mistakes of yesterday are today’s wisdom.

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