Such evil it is now. Yet something that I can't live without. I try to separate myself from its doings. Such malice it intends. But I cannot help myself. I relapse and start the viscious cycle anew. I have hunger. And I must satiate my thirst. But I am disgusted with myself. Disgusted of this terrible habit. This habit that I was introduced to at birth. This habit that I cannot rid myself till death. The habit that everyone has. That no one can overcome. Our ugly, human, habit. 'Til death do us part.
'Til Death Do Us Part
February 5, 2010