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The Beast

I am but a slave to obsessions,
simply a tool of my own desires,
unable to stray away from what I need,
unable to stop the hands no longer my own,
idle hands,
controlled only by desire and carnal instinct.
Thoughts stray from their normal path,
expanding, intensifying, thickening,
impure, deviant, and sinful,
conventional thought tossed out and replaced,
control slowly relinquished to a new.
Only one thought remains my own,
small and insignificant it stands alone,
resist,
restrain the beast inside,
hold him steady and chain him down.
Will power drops,
bliss increases and overwhelms,
the thought is ignored without a glance,
no consideration, no regard, no abstraction,
the cycle will never come to a conclusion,
it continues without amends.