The other side

I am floating away 

Catch me before it's too late 

My left shoulder is now too heavy 

I am tempted by the bait.

The light at the end of the tunnel 

Is it a light at all?

Or is it the end?

I want to see it, do I have the gall?

It beckons to me 

So close , too close 

Ecstacy awaits, 

Dear folks

I want to bite in the apple 

The saccharine forbidden taste

But I am held back

From turning into a waste.

For I saw the other side

From where I entered the tunnel 

In hope of finding greener grass

Fleeing from all that hustle 

Then I remember my purpose

In this grey world of dismay 

So I turned my back to the light 

And went back the same way.