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Addicted to Satan

Posted on Sep 28, 2014 by in Legacy |

The bakery case calls me.

So tempting,

yet so wrong.

Is a bite worth the stomach pain?

They may taste good

but hurt me still

a feeling deep inside.

I know I shouldn’t want them.

 

Clear as day,

they look out at me.

All I want is a coffee.

What I need is a break.

We oftentimes want what we can’t have

or what will hurt us the most.

 

Sugar headache,

gluten bloating,

I just don’t want to feel that way.

But then I think about the texture,

the way my teeth would bite in.

 

Airy,

buttery,

oh it sounds so good.

The calories posted for all to see,

yet the pastry still wins us over.

 

We know full well what Satan offers,

yet we falter

over and over again.

We know how he will make us feel,

yet we let him win sometimes.

 

Just as a muffin looks so yummy,

Satan hides his ugliness.

In disguise, he sneaks up on us

and we forget our pledge to our health.

Sometimes it doesn’t pay to cheat.

 

The stomach pains feel like giving birth

as Satan stabs from within.

He knows just where to get us.

We let him under our skin

when we are at our weakest.

 

The headache comes and goes,

but the longer we give in,

the harder it is to let go

of the sugar addition.

 

-Tanya Weitzel

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