The chains of addiction

He who willfully separates himself from God and man seeks his own desire... 

But how can i resist the sweating bottle of a cold drink... 

How can I resist the soft whisper of a man who smells like the morning dew 

The desire is strong, my heart wants to break the chains 

Should i then regret what the Lord has blessed me with.  

The good i have has become poison in me... 

Should I then take off my eyes as they are poisoning my mind? 

The roots run deeper than the eyes,  

Should i then burn my brains for that were the ideas come from?