Gripped with longing
sudden, swift, severe
a longing I cannot shake.
I know what I'm longing for is a fantasy
which will dissipate into hard reality and leave me emptier and lonelier than before
the promise of unparalleled pleasure morphing into unmatched pain
the moment the bite of that fruit is taken.
My eyes open, the lies exposed,
nothing to cover myself with.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the progression of temptation and sin.
Maybe you’ve been there. You get into a situation that you know is not right or good and you think, “How did I get here?” You feel like you were helplessly swept along by forces or circumstances outside of your control. You might blame God or other people. You excuse yourself because of your weaknesses and your needs. You wonder, “How am I going to get out of this?”