Recurring Urges

It's happening all over again tonight,
These urges persist no matter how much I fight.
I know it would be a terrible deed,
Though eventually the demon will be freed.
Would it satisfy me at all I wonder,
The same feelings, do other men stop to ponder?
I fear I'm different, sick in the head,
Toss and turn as I lay in this bed.
I close my eyes, but still see the mirage.
At my last nerves these cravings barrage.
Later will be to late so Ill apologize now instead,
I cant fight these feelings, tomorrow you'll be dead.


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