The path of least resistance

I have a lit lamp in my heart.
I cover it with a thick blanket.
There is plenty of food in my cart.
I can’t even afford it, and put it on credit.

There is a chain the connects me,
To a large oak desk.
I cut myself free,
Just to tie it to a flask.

The day time warms my skin,
The sun gives life to this planet,
Yet I often sleep in.
The moon keeps my desk dimly lit.

Hiding what should be shown.
Never going back.
Creating bad habits.
Taking the path, of least resistance.

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