prayer of an addict

I don't think words can explain or unravel whatever it is that I feel whatever it is I wanna say can't be communicated in poetic prose only tears of a silent soul speak only tears slowly stream down my cheeks expressing a pain only tears can communicate My addiction can't be cried away I guess that's my way of saying tears don't wash away my sorrows or make my pain feel lighter than it actually is see for a sex addict between thought and action there's always temptation... slowly luring me back to my addiction so my mind falls to a flimsy illusion of' happy' formed to break me to deepest depression this life I hold dearest under the deep dark sky falls prey to delusions...my deepest darkest illusions such an illustration I live a grand delusion my happiness an illusion and am tired of crying on the red floor Jesus i need your freedom I don't wanna fall to doom am tired of dancing to the devil's dark tunes tired of prancing...drowning downwards to deep dark sleep lest my soul slips from my own grips only u can undo this stone hard puzzle .....amen