The Forbidden Affair

A poem...that is too short to have its own descripton

Beneath the murky water of consciousness
Lies a self unknown
Forgotten by time, dusted with fear,
Rotting to the core
Remove the shroud which covers what medicine has failed to cure
Awake the senses and seek alluding passion
Forsake that which is possessed
Turn away from misled desire
Reveal thy self for all will too soon be lost.