this sin

The warnings
plastered high above on
signs
and living things
tell us of all
we shall regret
how so
soon it will fade
and melt away
dripping down like burning sun
and skin gone bad
protection thrust
aside
and how do we prevent this
slow decay
this dread and
drudgery I
cannot say
and cannot breathe
for if we dare
we live, we seethe
I cannot say
for I live now
and see not yet
how i could ever
be
spent, so cold
I feel my nails
they scratch the future's skin
It gives a bit
but I shan't break
the only thing that I cant hate
the only thing that never did
a thing
It gives a bit
but I shall wait
for this regret
this sin