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Its silent..but i can hear it..its not here bu i cn feel it..wrapped around me like a snake ready to feed on its pray.. It controls me..tries to choose for me.
Why..why is ot so hard to say no.. Why..why even tho my heart says no..my brain says yes.. Its a con stant fight between right and wrong..
In movies ..good might win...but see..thats in the movies.. Here in real life.. Good loses most of the time.. And as i always pledge to do my best and exit this room..this dark.. Empty room filled with and unsaichable desire for the unessesary...
I open the door to exit...a few steps of cleanlines in my heart filled with fake happines.. To..in a blink of an eye..find myself here...back here...in this dark room...where i once swore to leave.. But never could.. Im running around in circles... Circles of weak will..that keep me tied...tied to.. The root.. Of his very begining...
Where it all changed...but i never noticed..how my life took a fall i never felt.. Now.. That is late..i notice the big bruise on my knee.. And i try to fix it..but its already late..the poison has alreay spread all around...my thoughts..
Every time theres a new begining...and even faster ending appears to my forced will against.. It... ...
But..life is short..and time is a gift..a gift we all must enjoy to the fullest.. To this day i still fight with myself. Against the very person im trying to help... But i have been close many times in succeding...but the floor has been moved from my feet..and i have been put back at the starting line..
I start my race..my journey again..hoping that this time it will be diferent..and when i push myself hard enough..go hrough all the obstacles of my thoughts... I can see.. The finish line.. There.. The line that Shows the end to all my toubles and mistakes...there ...i can see.. All my loved ones...waiting..with a smile on their face.. Cheering me on..waiting for me with a smile on their face.. Till i cross that line.. The end of my tribulations..so i can start living... So i can escape it.. "The sweet scent of temptation"...
- by Lt_Biscuit |
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- | Submitted on 11/09/2011 |
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- Title: The sweet scent of temptation
- Artist: Lt_Biscuit
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this is a poem i made...last night.. i couldnt sleep..so i started writing. if you like any of my poems . pliz subscribe. ill be making much more soon :D
-when inspiration strikes u fotta be ready, thts why i have my ipod always close to me so i cn writte. - Date: 11/09/2011
- Tags: sweet scent temptation regret
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Lt_Biscuit - 01/14/2012
- thank you. its nice to knou bsome one does
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- Ash-Max1 - 12/16/2011
- i like it and tempteation is hard to resist and i get it
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