Night 12
The temptation I was promised hasn't come.
Why has it taken so long?
I've been craving its sweet pull.
Its harsh bite.
Its alluring scent.
Its sour taste.
I crave the temptation.
Why should I resist it?
It came with so many flaws
But so did I.
I'll take the bad with the good
If only to inhale it into my senses
For just one second
To bless
And distort.
To cripple
And soar.
I need temptation's dark tentacles
To wrap around me
To squeeze so tight
I don't even feel the pain anymore.
Just the faint hum of contentment
Fading away
As my vision blurs
As my ears buzz
As my body tingles
As my mouth tastes like ash
As the acrid smell of death
Rises from the pit of my body
To make itself known.
I have to know its presence.
Greed.
• Awake •
18.09.2017
