Guilty Pleasure

I know you’re not asking for my advice,
And truthfully I don’t know what to say,
Your sin is not any worse than the other but they all eat away at you like lice,
For everything there is a consequence and a price,

The mind is weak the heart is frail,
The lusts of the body will always show great appeal,
Once you head down that dark engaging trail,
There will always be a time you win and a time you fail,

Becoming enticed,
And soon after losing control,
Then making sacrifices,
Just to feed the addiction all for your satisfaction,

One feels left out and secluded,
Does it help to know that we believe in you?
No one should have to go through something alone,
There is always the one who throws the first stone,

Its an endless addiction,
Always wanting what you can’t have,
Always impure and forever forbidden,
No matter how far you go you will never be satisfied,
And having something wrong to keep concealed and hide,

Going on in this guilty pleasure,
It begins to saturate and destroy the good person that you once were,
There is no sin that is little at measure,

Listen to His voice,
We all face the same lust,
Again and again a never ending cycle of sin,
You have a choice,

Wipe those lustful images away from your vision,
Violate them no longer,
The flag you raise and gain your victory,
Sinfully fulfilling your passions is history.