And now for a moment of wisdom

Our Addiction

A coppery fire; 

Complete with all the colors of the rainbow. 

Flares into the open spaces; 

Licking the small crevices with it’s serpent-like tongue. 

It consumes the remainder of innocence. 

Devouring even the butterfly’s golden wings;

And laughing gently as they turn to ash. 

And there, we drown in our ignorance. 

Forever sinking sweetly; 

surrendering to that which burns our souls. 

Our sin. 

Our doom. 

Our addiction.