The Executioner

I want to be more honest with myself

but am extremely afraid of the brutality honesty requires.

I pray the heart were strong enough to accept that

it isn’t love but temptation.

Is it self-love to steal something from someone who are happy with what I want

or is it selfishness?

Is it their choice to walk to me

when I’ve intricately hand crafted each detail of their desire

or is it manipulation?

I cannot be the designer of the foolishness,

the lust in their eyes when they look at me;

I cannot possibly have contrived the filth in their heads

how can you then hold me responsible?

We must walk to our sins on our own feet.

I am guilty of loving,

a mistake I shall never repeat.

But to thieve that chance from you

am I saving you from the burn or pushing you into it

how is one to know?