Relapse

Tidbits: Life is a series of pulls back and forth


There's a known sense of familiarity living the moment.
This feeling.
Foreign, but familiar.


Could it be a relapse?
A repeat worthy of the devil's sneer.
When you fall prey into the envious fire burning within.
Seize, see and feel.
How grief is masked by illiterate temptations.
Stop and stare.
See the dainty choice to free thyself from mindless exploit.
The fulmination of repute.

Stop. Stop.


Thou shalt not waltz the circular dance of emotions once again.
Release. Not rewind.

Yet I'm only human.