My Flesh, My Enemy

I give you an inch, but you take a mile…
I feed your need, but you grumble still!
When I think I have you under control,
You show you are crafty and untrustworthy.
So I must deny you, and hear you not!
For you do not suffer my spirit to grow.
Though you cry for gratification, I will be led by my spirit.
Though you groan in pain, you shall submit to my discipline.

What are you but a bottomless pit of want?
You are the enemy I must endure and daily overcome…