You know you could be building something better, yet addiction keeps redirecting your energy toward the same dead end. The distance between the person you could become & the life you keep repeating fills you with sadness, grief & wasted potential. Your porn addiction ended you.
You feel ashamed of your porn addiction, then hate stroke when some1 monetizes your stupidity. Findom compounds the cycle, depression makes everything heavier & self-hate becomes another casualty. What began as an escape becomes a source of the very pain youβre trying to avoid
Porn addiction, wasted money, another relapse. You keep betraying your own promises, feeding the habit you hate, and drowning in self-disgust. Same weakness, same cycle, same regret watching your self-respect crumble one failure at a time. Rock bottom is only a matter of time.
The trembles deep within as you feel a comfort
knowing that even as this moment becomes heightened
you have a place to be a person to look to
trembling in delight as they turn and bring you closer
feeling the connection as what you need
the craving of how I claim you deeply