Silent whispers in the night tempt me to move closer,

Closer to the edge where a vortex of cataclysm and apocalypse await, 

Grabbing at my soul as I move down a path of destruction, 

The path most chosen for it provides an endless supply of fun and excitement, 

But a voice tells me to step back and consider the alternative, 

Enlightenment where the light is bent in an ultraviolet prism in it's eye,

That provides clarity and strong will the path ascending the sky, 

Heaven and all of it's ambiance endless wishes and dreams verified by the prophet,

Two paths to choose but one mind and one heart conflicted at which to decide,

You can straddle the fences for it's a battle of good and evil, 

Your soul or your salvation the choice is all on you,

The battle of the human anatomy on a daily basis so which side will you choose, 

Which path will you walk and in good conscience be able to accept.