It's all I've ever wanted. But yet, it is the ultimate forbidden fruit. Maybe that's why I want it so badly. I can reach out and touch it - bite into the poison apple, if you will - but I'll have to face the consequences. I'll always have to face the consequences.
For if I take what I so dearly want, it will haunt me for a life time. And maybe I'll have a moment's pleasure amidst moments of such pain and sadness, but that moment of pleasure will only bring more horror upon me. Upon us.
So although it taunts me, and it whispers such lovely lies in my attentive ears, maybe I'll veer away from such danger. For the most poisonous of things are the most brightly coloured, the most drawing.
I hear whispers that nothing will come of it. Nothing will destroy the delicate balance, but yet if I reach out and greedily snatch my forbidden fruit, I fear I will tip the scales. I know they lie. They hum such cruelties. But I can't help but listen. For aching ears will gather what noise they wish. A lonely heart will accept what love it is given.
I've made my decision, and I realize I have, but I can't bear to think that maybe the opportunity is still available. The glass case has already bore down upon my rose. I can't lift the case for breaking the environment. And as that rose wilts upon its crystal pedestal, I'll have only to watch it whither and wonder whether I chose the right path. Wonder if I had taken the tiniest of bites, whether I would be banished from paradise.
Since what a cruel paradise it must be, with such a tempting ruin.
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