Whispers

I feel the whisper

it tell me its okay 

My mind tells me to ignore it, to not give in

But the whisper caress my ear

its warm breath that fans over my face 

telling me to do it 

its soft voice alluring me to my downfall

finding my weaknesses and using them against me 

do not give in your stronger than this my mind yells at me 

but the whisper enchants me 

it tells me of sweet nothings

its sickley sweet voice leaving my ears coated in sugar

do not listen walk away I hear my mind say

but its buried behind this fog,

fog so deep I stumble and trip over myself

the whisper smirks  and engulfs me in its warmth

a warmth so sweet with corruption that I can feel myslef drowning-

suffocating in its sweetness 

but the fog covers it and all I feel is ecstasy

and I forget about my troubles

the sweet nothings promised dominating my mind

and an alarm sets off, this isnt right my mind says

the fog starts to clear and I step away

but the whisper comes back

it unceremoniously whipsers in my ear

its cunning voice hiting all my weak spots

it sees my determination slipping away 

once again it engulfs me in its warmth but this time I let it

allowing it to submerdge my mind in water drowning my subconscious in the process, 

the little fixity I had was thrown out the window 

lost in the wind with no hope of returning

then I'm falling

falling deep into the temptation

so deep that I can not see anything but the malevolent drakness

darkness so dark that it suffocates me

squeezing what life I had to nothing, 

nothing but a pile of ashes.......