It was meant to be my penance
Self-imposed punishment
But in time I grew to love the pain
I inflicted on myself
I became addicted
To the torment inside
Eating me alive
I gave in
To masochistic tendencies
Allowing the disease
To take over
And infect my mind
I gave it control
Over my entire being
Until
I finally saw
The self-destructive nature
Taking over me
And I realised
It was time for me to fight
And regain control
Response to the Word of the Day Challenge prompt: penance
I’m glad you became aware of it and started to fight back. Good poem.
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Me too. And thank you 😊
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You are welcome!
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