you know that wavy line…the one
between extreme and not?
well, i crossed it. i got
caught up in a life that
wasn’t mine, dancing to the
sweet melody of curiosity.
i spied her hazel eyes and
for the first time, wrong felt
goddamn right.
what was i supposed to do?
not kiss and tell?
her soft voice whispered to me
“sober is boring”…i listened
and it was indeed, except
i forgot the blurred line, the one
between just enough and too much.
in the end, i lost my mind
to find the truth and if you’re
wondering, of course i still
indulge my hand picked vices
only this time, the line is
lucid…now i know better to
stay in the damn middle.
Picture: favim.com
Inspiration: Ecclesiastes 7:16-18 NLT (My favorite book of the Bible btw)
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