Play

Another slip a trip a fall

I’m only human is what I say

But will that be enough

On judgment day

Feeling the hurt the stress the pain

With nowhere to go but back again

Just one more

Touch or taste or slice

Of my brand of downfall

Of my preferred vice

There is no medicine

That overrides the sweet and sour

candied regret

That burns on my tongue

That heaves in my chest

That rings through my body

And rolls down my neck

There was a moment of deliberation

A subtle and whispered pause

The opportunity to walk away

I took the options taken into consideration

And still I  pressed play