A feeling so familiar
reminiscent of days gone by
It leans towards a thriller
Anguish forgotten as time has flown by
This could be another day
when my thoughts hold me in sway
Has it been a few years or a decade
when I last had this pleasure?
This situation could be a dangerous grenade
that explodes for good measure
then why do I feel so much traction
when bells signal a negative reaction?
It is my beloved, I hear it's appeal
The thoughts clearly a wonderful bait
It's recognizable, I want it for real
miss this chance, it's too long to wait
Time has been lost for us lover's estranged,
pay heed to my instinct, it's so deranged
I feel drawn towards it, be it night or day
Therefore ensnared in it's wily jail
Tempted towards it, I think I could be happy today
tune in to my mind, it is a lovely fail
persuaded by it, I have made an infraction
embraced am I in this fatal attraction
Note: Read it again? Some background about this poem. It talks about one repeating one's mistakes knowing that good will not come out of it, only because one is comfortable with it.
