Weakness
Lost in the scent and the taste
torn between the soul and the skin
ripped to pieces and left to waste
Drawn in by desire and denial
dichotomy of lust and pain
Counted, found wanting at trial
Entranced in the sweat and the thunder
Rationality screams I should run
Mind and emotion tearing asunder
Running from the need and the want
Hiding from the weakness
Making me want to, knowing I can’t.
-
Kerouac
