Seduction, your words pull me in,
Drag me under like an ocean's wave,
Stoke the flaming sparks inside my heart.
Your whispers, like a hex,
An enchantment, have bewitched me
Until I am no longer knowing my own self.
(What would you do for the
Chance at Love so pure, yet so
Evil and tainted it could rip your heart
Right out if it breaks?
What could you do?
Would you flee like a caged
Bird, beating it's wings furiously
Upon the cage bars without a way out?
Would you stand defiant,
Resigning to your fate but re-
Fusing to back down, let the tears fall?
Would you hide inside your
Mind, empty of everything but
A fantasy realm you created?
Would you bury your head in
Your hands and cry, shame and
Mortification seeping into your pores?
What would you choose?
What COULD you choose?)