Is it the darkness that you lust?
Or is the light too bright for those eyes?
You think not twice; but a million times
Before travelling the path of self-annihilation
What is there to lose?
A great deal
Or perhaps nothing at all?
The urge to go back exists in your heart
But alas, you’re oblivious to it.
The fear of the unknown doesn’t cripple you
Because you’re way too blinded by your insatiable greed
You move ahead on that dark road
Crushing dreams like glass
Underneath your footsteps
Roses of love wither at your arrival
And the clouds of despair, obscure the sunlight of hope
But bear in mind, dear friend
Your feet will bleed by the splinters you’ve spread
And the thorns will prick your palms
The clouds will drench you in the rain of your own deeds
And by then, it will be too late to turn back.