choice.

you're lighting a match to cast towards
all that you thought you wanted
,all that you thought you loved.
too much potential
for disaster
in this atmosphere of fuel,
this atmosphere of use.

taking for granted
all that is a part of your salvation;
taking for granted
the only things that
could bring you back from the edge

this canyon-
the seperation of
wants from choice.
needs from addiction.
silence from voice.

it all comes down to choice.