Of Coins, Candies and Vials

Two sides of a flipped coin
Different facets and somewhat akin
Yet there is an inconceivable sin
The sin of jumping in without knowing the depths of yin

Swimming into that tranquility
A solitude I had been longing to end without pity
I may not know I was in for a melodramatic movie
But soon it became hauntingly nasty

That sweet, dainty look
Hiding the perverse, wayward crook
What was once passion and fluke
Turned sour and full of brute

The picturesque rainbow loses its appeal
The colorful candy jar turned nothing short of lethal
The little mermaids jostled away and left nothing but pebble
Why does it have to end with this toxic dose of vial

I really, really miss the breeze through a bamboo forest
The dragonflies and the honeycomb sun that I can attest
Can I just look up to the cloudy sky and pray for the best
Hoping that one day my soul will finally be blessed