Weakness Poem by Kev Elmer

You are my weakness I'll confess,
you put my mind in such a mess.
Just when I thought I wasnt weak,
a hole to fill I now do seek.
Writing this poem I feel so drained,
It's almost as if my mind is sprained.
If this is a test, I hope I get past,
even in time if I finish last.
A weakness in me I've truly found,
if its a wish I hope I get round.
To walk my path down the entire line,
to get to the end, my test in time.