February 5, 2005

 

sometimes I want to give in and dream this world's pleasure

sinking myself into its delights

forgetting all else but the pleasure of living

 

it is not easy this withdrawal from temptation

it seduces, beckons, craves

and I am tired

 

would to God my eyes were blind

could not see what seeks my doom

but every sense is overwhelmed

 

and I am weak