Like a crazed lunatic, I fell easily into relapse.
I sexually backslided
into endless nights. Into endless bowls
and meaningless moments
that should have meant more.
I was the master of the game;
breaking hearts and quickly driving away...
But I felt a change in my world.
At first I ignored it, implored that it would dissapear.
I ignored every change and feeling.
But this discerning touch would not leave me,
and when I let it in I knew;
there were no more chances,
no more mistakes that would wash away.
My time was nearly up,
...that I had to escape.