
The temptation blinds me
Even more than rage.
It hits me like a light beam,
Charms me like a sage.
I wish we never met,
You wish I wouldn’t lie.
Lust is a numbers game,
But so are goodbyes.
Are my words enchanting?
Do they just sicken you?
Your eyes won’t answer
So I cut your parachute.
As the trees crush you,
Whisper my name.
I’ll die before I trust you.
I know you feel the same.
-Jackie