Porn Addiction: I Remember…

Being addicted to porn.
I’ve seen it all.
I’d get hooked for a while
and then I’d get unhooked.

Then something would influence me
and then I’d get hooked and unhooked.
It was an entertaining experience.
But, I knew, how wrong it was.

I did it in secrecy.
Always looking over my shoulders.
One eye was on it and the other was looking back.
There was a shame of being found out.
There’s no freedom in sneaking around.

Buried past
God is unraveling me
Greater purpose

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