Inner Battle

Darkness envelops me in comforting wings,

Want creeps,

Urge consumes,

Need controls,

Muscles tense,

Hands clench,

Eyes squeeze shut,

I curl into a ball,

Fighting desperately,

For reasons I do not know,

For a fight I don’t know if I want to win,

Shiny metal glistens in my mind,

Taunting,

Luring,

Craving,

Heavy breath,

Painful gasp,

My body relaxes,

Today I win,

But there’s always tomorrow......

What’s the point in winning the battle when you’re losing the war?