Captivated

It's not going anywhere.
Over sized and overwhelmed.


You know when you're at the end of the plank
ready to jump,you remind yourself that there's no turning back
and you gaze down into the near future of what is soon to be destined.
You think it through one last time.
And you've never wanted anything more.

You taste the sin of the deed you can never take back.
You know it's wrong,but it feels so right.
Bitter-sweet.
Redemption on a string.
I'm certain this isn't a joke.
I'm doing fine.
And that's it.
Just fine.