I am down for the count
Lying here in a depression,
Lost in a powerful digression,
All that work made no impression,
I have yet to learn my lesson.
Seven months of being clean,
Of staying far from things obscene.
One misplaced ad in a magazine,
And now square one I am back in.
Why am I tempted, each time something new,
An innocent keyword, a website or two,
Why does it control me, why can't I break through,
Why can't I just be a G-d fearing Jew?
One day I'll get over this useless obsession,
I'll stop acting out on each internet session,
One day, I vow, as I write this confession,
But tonight I just lie here, overcome with depression.