by Carla Spice
Why do I do it….I know it’s not right
But the weakness and cravings are so hard to fight.
Your voice in my head, urging, calling, begging for more,
But gods grace is stronger, he’ll guide me for sure.
Your beckoning scream's loudly, can’t hear through the noise.
And then I remember I do have the choice.
Be overcome by a power that’s no good for me?
Or be strong and embrace the blessings handed down from thee.