Put 'em Up

I'm not sure exactly what changed about me from yesterday.
I'm not sure, but I feel saved.
I don't have the chance to indulge like I used to,
And I won't say that it's not a huge temptation.
But somehow, I don't feel controlled by it, anymore.
Dictated by it.
Influenced, yes. Drawn, yes.
Over it so badly that I can /breathe/ it, yes.

But at the same time, another thing changed about my addiction.
I don't need it like I /need/ it, anymore.
I'm still drawn and almost addicted, but it's not the same anymore.
I can /think/ and /feel/ about it, rather than just react.
It's a release, of a sorts.
It's a new freedom, of a sorts.

Even as I'm pushed towards the road of my dreams.