The flames lick at my conscience
Wondering would it really make that much difference?
Could it actually cause me that much harm?
Why is it evilness comes equipped with such charm?
As do the ones who do more damage than you could’ve imagined
Making it feel so incredibly right committing any sin
Knowing it’s wrong, still loosing control because it just feels so damn right
Evil never really lurks in the darkness,
Their faces aren’t hidden under hoods
No they are out in the open trying to tempt you with insanity disguised as delight
Drawing you nearer as the day moves closer to the shade of night
Twisting your insides, pulling you from any place you try to hide
Once you’ve experienced the taste
You can’t stop yourself from wanting more
The yearning is deep, so deep you can feel the pull right down to your core
Licking your lips as you think maybe just the tip
The tip of the iceberg, the height of the climb
I think I’m going to give in just this one time
©2013 Shavon Taylor