GUILTY PLEASURE - Stora

Windows

Post Top Ad

Saturday, 2 September 2017

GUILTY PLEASURE

*
I sunk in my closet and did it again
Something that cause my flesh more gain
But still cause my heart nothing but pain

I enjoyed it so much more than sweets
Because it taste so yummy like the  cakes
The one I bake in my closet in secrets
That was not always good to tell anyone the news

If the chewing gum would taste sweet forever
Asake the daughter of Ashabi won't leave me, never
If the sun would shine all night like never
Then the pleasure should have been forever
Only to realize there is end to the river


Even the rains have a stopping time
And the tree also stops producing lime
No excuse whatsoever won't be lame
For slaying myself with my spine
And consciously swallowing the fire
Even though I know it caused trauma
And the aftermath pain ain't fair

It is more than just desire
It is nothing I gat to hire
But the devil I always inspire
Not because of ignorance nor trial
The more I try to stop it linger
Like a reflex it captures me further
And make me believe ill neither
Mama might be wrong I ponder

This might just not be wrong, I think
At least I'm not painting anyone pink
And not even an anguish sent by my wink
I should be right, though it suck
But that moment, I couldn't think
Not even straight because it crack
Because the pleasure was a full trick
Though lately it still makes me weak
Even if it was the end or beginning of the week.


Everyone is stuck in something
That they always hate doing
Addictions that is pleasuring
Even though they're always smiling
The devil still hunts so daring
And when the fun exhaust them weakening
They are left with pain and inner weeping
That they don't want to do they keep doing
That they love doing, is mind hurting
For they feel the pain again loosing

But there is something that could save us
There is someone that could fight the force
And make it rush out with much ooze
And could save us from the booze
The person is only  found inside us
We need not to believe or accept the jinx
Of being a victim of the short-lived bliss
And embrace the freshness of the ambience
Allows us win with OLODUMARE as our assistance
For the battle is not alone ours
We have to surrender all without reminisce

BABAJIDE JOHNSON #BEEJAY
  + 2348033854010
  Fb: Oduyomi Johnson Barbarjihday
IG: Inimitable_Bee_Jay
 ©Queerly pen

No comments:

Post a Comment

Post Bottom Ad