Struggle

Everybody struggles against something. Something inside that threatens to consume them if left untethered. Sometimes, you think you have it under control. You think that you can actually survive without it, go on without it, live without it. But you're wrong. Temptation is always there, how do you fight it?

Just when you thought your life is going well, that you're leaving that hateful person you were behind - WHAM - you're back at square one. All the progress you've done means nothing once you succumb to your addiction, to your vices.

You sit there alone, awake and empty in the middle of the night. There is no one to help you, no one to hear you out, no one to comfort you. Because this demon within you is your own secret, nobody knows - and you have to deal with it yourself. But how do you fight against it? You're weak, pathetic, unworthy.

So what do you do after temptation overwhelms you? You grope your way back to the surface, slowly rebuild the life that you yearn piece by piece. The foundation is crumbling, the bricks loose, it is just stacked up poorly - an insignificant defense. Is it even worth continuing when such a facade is no match for the dark wave that is bound to wash over it, crushing all that you have built so far?

So what do you do? Do you sit there, resigned - letting the opressive wave crush you, carry you and define your life the way it wants. Or do you continue, strenghtening your building blocks each time, bracing yourself against the blow, forcing yourself for the sake of living?

What do you do?