The Devils Deal
Bottomless pit in the soul of your stomach, as your heart falls with a weight, feeling heavy and rugged.
The anchor of guilt quickens the plummet, as your conscience snowballs and nothing can stop it.
The battle of morality is the greatest of them all, greed lays dormant inside us... biding, hiding and plotting... waiting for the call.
When temptation wins and the pleasure consumes us it is but short-lived... an evaporating lust.
As though it were dated, it becomes hard and moldy, the sweet taste of the thrill is now cold and salty.
A strong after-taste replaces your craving and only forgiveness can flavor this feeling.
By Lee Costello