Forbidden

About doing things that we regret.

Why do I allow myself to be tempted?
Tempted and broken?
I know I cannot resist
These feelings.
Regardless of the fact,
That they are sinful.
I know these sensations,
That feel so good,
Are wrong,
Are wicked.
Yet I put myself in the Devil's palm
Over and over.
I set myself up
To fall for them.
I let myself fall continuously
For these forbidden fruits;
For my forbidden passions.