An ocean of lust flowed through my veins,
Gushing with puss and staining my brain.
It stemmed from a world chock-full of lies,
Of lashes and heels and freshly baked pies.
Some full of cream so sweet and so cute,
Some did it for fame some did it for loot.
I did it for love—got lost in translation,
Alone in my room and cloaked in frustration.
Now bathing in guilt You wash my hands clean,
Of what I have felt and what I have seen.
Of what I have done in shame and in scorn,
A vow to You now—I am done with all porn.
I am done with all lust and lies of weak skin,
Please fill me with Grace that flows from within.
Without You I’m dead like the eyes of those stars,
As they drift off to space and dream of new cars.
She dreamt of the rent and the money she spent,
On vials of coke and how to repent.
I walk by the girl on a big city street,
Amidst all the tension and squealing of heat.
Her eyes are stained black from makeup that runs,
And packed in her jeans are tightly packed buns.
I pull back my mind from the gutter of lust,
And see from afar that she’s glitter and dust—
From which we’re all made and to which we return,
While some of us live and some of us burn.
Each girl that I pass—each tightly toned bod,
Was created with love in the image of God.
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