It's that devil on you back.
It's the whispers in your head.
It's loosing that little control you once had.
When cold meets warm
and scrapes against the back beat of all that lives.
You know you shouldn't do it,
but you know it'll make you feel better..
If only for a moment.
Maybe a moment is all you need,
to gather your wits,
The being that makes us all stronger
by forcing us down to our knees,
begging for mercy.
When flesh yearns for steel,
it's the power to just allow the cool touch soothe the skin
and not leave behind the scars of regret.
It only tempts.
It tries to start a war,
an internal conflict that splits a person in half.
You have to be stronger than
It's in all of us.
We face it everyday.
you don't have to be strong on your own.
We all fightTemptation.