Temptation.
Take it. Go for it.
Own it.
It destroys you, it does. It propels you so much deeper into the abyss of self indulgence, of sin, of self destruction.
It is so very dark here. You cannot see a thing. Temptation blinds you, throws a cloak of darkness over your mind and body, but you aren't scared, are you?
No. You enjoy it, you crave the darkness. The barrier between your wants and your conscience. You enjoy that momentary feeling of numbness, of the world revolving around you, and you alone.
So you give in. Again and again. Until one day, you're caught in the act. Under the covers with yet another stranger, in the store, pocketing packets of candy, at home with your hand in the cookie jar. Guilt washes over you. It threatens to drown you.
But it can't, because you're already sinking into temptation. You realise that, you know that temptation has now overpowered guilt, and it saddens you. You wonder how it got this way. You try to swim back up, out of the abyss, desperately searching for a single speck of light in the darkness. You can't, but you can swim to shallower depths.
You give in to guilt.
Now you are sinking, self hatred overwhelms you, threatens to throw you back and forth in the waves of depression. You continue swimming. You're almost there, almost out of the ocean.
You're at the surface.
The surface, the real world. Filled with nameless strangers, packets of candy, jars of cookies. There it is again. The darkness. The soothing cloak that seduces your mind.
Take it. Go for it.
Own it.
And you do.