This Urge

I want to say no to you
but it is not that easy.
I was told I would get hooked
to you that is sleazy.
I wanted to walk away
from the disease I had implanted
in a mind that was so bored
that its time was so mismanaged.
It had nothing to do
and nothing to occupy
as everything that shouldn't have
began to catch its eye.
With time becoming all
that is defined in an enemy,
imagination did not serve
to be good enough in the end for me.
I needed something else
to serve as an outlet
until these insatiable appetites
could otherwise be met.
Instead I decided
to give in to that which ate
as now I have the consequences
I never believed until too late.
I now have the scars
of which others continually warned,
something I have done to myself
but still something I can only mourn.
I should have walked away
before it even came to be
but instead decided it was alright,
even if not for others, for me.
I now can only hope
and pray others heed wise words
that the quickest of undoings
is to give into this urge.