Submitted by : DDolla on Strugle

…Temptation…

[left]A lone purse, forgotten… a cell phone, left behind... a 100 dollars, carelessly misplaced…all calling you, can you? Will you? Why not? Nobody’s going to notice, simply grab them… who’s going to know? Just don’t be slow, and go with the flow.. How’s it gonna show?

Cold glass, an undying thirst, an urge for change, for difference… a feel for adventure…mind yearning, hand burning, a sense for learning, but you’re at a point of no returning..

A sweet smell… fresh cologne, gorgeous eyes, an olive green …perfect complexion, a charming caramel…your heart pounds in its cage, lonely wounds yell with rage, you start contemplating the wage, of ending your one-man page…but is it worth the gage?

…an unending sensation, a yearning for elation, tears of frustration…the effects of temptation…

…all senses on fire, a keenness so dire, a mind that will never tire…of worldly desire…

Instant gratification, we’ve all been there… when this world draws you in, and the next leaves your mind… When all you can see is now, and you lose track of the time…

A weak foundation, and a tiny step, a foot in the door…once you’re in its so easy to come back for more… whether it’s taking the first dollar, grabbing that small bottle, or a satisfying gaze upon his wondering smile…

Complete transformation… now that you’re in, turning back is a difficult task… you start wearing a hypocritical mask, on the outside you seem like an angel, but nobody knows, how you feel and how your rebelling grows

..an unending sensation, a yearning for elation, tears of frustration…the effects of temptation..

…all senses on fire, a keenness so dire, a mind that will never tire…of worldly desire…

A forceful situation, a sinful nation… it’s so hard to stay strong, a way from sin and wrong… so hard to stay straight, on the path to heaven’s gate…

An odd combination, your mind struggles within, your heart mourns for its sin … all full of concern, yet you have an urge to return… to a feeling so great, but you feel a personal hate…

Self evaluation… a time for correction, to straighten out, away from this corruption…it’s not impossible to do, you’ve just gotta make sure you do it all the way through…let go of the past, let it go fast, the longer you dwell the more you feel like an outcast..
So what’s the solution, what makes someone an exception...keeps them away…from that unending sensation, the yearning for elation, tears of frustration…the effects of temptation…all senses on fire, a keenness so dire, a mind that will never tire…of worldly desire…[/left]