Thoughts

Lustful thoughts in my head. Bang, bang, bang. Here they come again. Rapping on my door again. Should I let them in? Yes? No? Yes? NO? MAKE UP YOUR MIND BEFORE YOU BLOW! The visions you gave me were a blast but the guilt I feel shouldn't last. I can't pray without thinking of you. You have stolen my nights, you have stolen my days. You have made my mind a slave, and I will never be the same. I am done, with your lies. I am done, with your games. I am done, with the guilt. The guilt that you gave. You are not welcome here, and I will never be the same.