It is this craze you have
The addiction that sticks like a bad stain
The habit you hate but cannot stop
The experiment that turns into a routine
You know it is bad
You know it is ungodly
You know it is shameful
You know you cannot afford to be caught at it
But somehow you are constantly drawn towards it
You have repented a million times
Made a thousand promises that this time will be the last
Even confessed it at your most intimate prayer to God
But the habit inexorably hogs you into a vortex of more want
What is going to become of me, you ask
Am I normal, you ponder
Will I ever stop, you deliberate
Will I ever forget, you ruminate
Conviction is not easy
No amount of motivation will move your heart against your will
Do not only make a decision
Take the action
A stitch in time saves nine
In His palms, your freedom awaits
Ends
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