We Are Slaves To Desire

At first it’s quiet,

Just a soft moan,

You tell yourself it’s nothing,

You can command your own thrown,

 

The quiet slowly changes,

As the peeps create a din,

The gate creaks and wobbles,

The itch enters your skin,

 

A cloud appears in the horizon,

You can see it from the tower you’re in,

It’s still small, it’s still far,

There is no doubt that you will win,

 

The cloud stretches, it expands,

With every moment, it darkens in the sky,

The shadow loom longer and longer,

And suddenly you cannot fly,

 

Your castle starts to crumple,

The storm above weighs you down,

But by now it’s far too late,

Your resolve begins to drown,

 

You’re helpless, you’re weak,

Out goes your fire,

Your empire is in ruins,

You lost to your own desire,

 

–mrprose

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14 thoughts on “We Are Slaves To Desire

  1. Beautiful and full of the unfortunate truth. But just know that although it may seem like we are slaves to our own bodies, they do not rule us. We have the will to live better and be stronger. It is one thing that separates us from other animals. We are supposed to be “slaves” to a Higher power, fully willing, fully free in Him. Thanks for sharing this.

  2. lol…weak weak weak…we are such weakings…and destroyers of our own resolve…we are weak saps, at the mercy of our own emotions…doncha wish we had more control….lol 🙂

  3. I absolutely frickin LOVE this! I however differ from the fellow commenters. Yes, we are strong and have the choice. But, if we choose to give in to our desires, that doesn’t mean we are suddenly “baser animals.” As long as the desire doesn’t hurt anyone (at least hurting without expressive consent), or anything, why shouldn’t we allow ourselves to be open and willing to let our walls, our resolve crumble away until our need overtakes us, sending us into the blissful oblivion of fulfillment? Life is too fucking short to not live it to the fullest; to miss out on the myriad of experiences life has to offer us to learn from.

    I relish in that amazing moment when I’ve tried so long to be “a good girl,” and I finally just can’t take it anymore, and let the acceptance of desire wash over me, consuming me.

    • I’m glad you enjoyed it! Desire is a very delicate subject, because succumbing to desire does not guarantee fulfillment. Much desire is material based, and happiness does not exist within the material. I still struggle with this very much myself.

  4. I absolutely frickin LOVE this! I
    however differ from the fellow commenters. Yes, we are strong and have the choice. But, if we choose to give in to our desires, that doesn’t mean we are suddenly “baser animals.” As long as the desire doesn’t hurt anyone (at least hurting without expressive consent), or anything, why shouldn’t we allow ourselves to be open and willing to let our walls, our resolve crumble away until our need overtakes us, sending us into the blissful oblivion of fulfillment? Life is too fucking short to not live it to the fullest; to miss out on the myriad of experiences life has to offer us to learn from.

    I relish in that amazing moment when I’ve tried so long to be “a good girl,” and I finally just can’t take it anymore, and let the acceptance of desire wash over me, consuming me.

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