Habits

It's hard to undo
What you have done.

There are more excuses
Than solutions.

You can't beat it,
You can't break it.

You only feed it,
And you're left naked.

Vulnerable

It's hard to walk away
From a good fight.

The pleasure in defeat
Filled with loathsome delight.

Cyclical and intrusive,
It is now attached.

Smaller than you when it started.
But a giant, now that it's hatched.

Monstrous

It is now a problem
You cannot deny.

It orders your steps
And injures your pride.

Ruthless

You have to slay it
And end its tyranny.

Do not obey it
Or show it sympathy.

Chop its head off.

Victory!