pleasure vice

Locked in a dark room burning heat in my body fire cannot be seen for it does not exist everyday the cravings grow bigger and stronger in my gut stomping my reasoning and best judgment such is the power of pleasure such is the power of vice once you're in is hard to recognice the time to get out do not think that you're better than that because you are not not stronger than the tingling feeling that roams your body not fiercer than the relief you get after the deed is done these feelings are like shakles to the prisioner you can't go without and when you think you got out the chain starts pushing you back in a word of advise be wise when you step into the world that of pleasure, of closeness to one another to the self so you don't get tangled in the time to get out