EVE

Should I, or shouldn't I?
Shall I, or shall I not?
Would it really matter if I did?
Would anyone notice my frailty -
Or even give a damn?

And would I suffer greatly
After the fact?
Or would my life remain unchanged
By the inevitable regret that follows
Such wanton self-indulgence?

What if I blame someone else
For placing temptation before me?
Couldn't be my fault then, could it?
They would be the culprit, not I,
Who instigated the act.

Or should I simply walk away:
Deny myself the option
Of guilty pleasure's frantic fulfilment?
But even then I wouldn't rest,
Would still crave it in my head.

I must have it! You mustn't!!
Oh Gods, what shall I do?
This torment now is killing me.
My mouth is watering - my waistline yells "NO!"
But I, like Eve, am weak...