White Lines
Is it worth it?
Now? Tomorrow?
Thoughts of question flow.
As a river of fear makes the nerves quiver
with a rush of desire.
The devil himself,
cheers from the sidelines.
An apple bitten,
Oh!
So many time again.
All morals tainted, self control
Failed.
Temptation leads.
Evil delivers.
If one wins, the other
will lose…
Desire fades to revulsion.
Today one walks away,
a winner.
Back to hell!
One less soul hoped.
For today,
One lives tomorrow.
