My curse

Don’t you get it? I feel too much,
I jump too soon.
Even when I know
That the ground will hurt.
That there won’t be water,
Nor will there be a soft bed
For me to land.
Even when I know,
You won’t be there
To catch me when I reach
The end. 
I will still jump, 
Because you 
Whispered sweet nothingness 
That sounded like heaven. 
Because your eyes 
Seemed to pierce through me, 
Hypnotized me and 
controlled my actions. 
Because the temptation, 
The need to feel you, 
To taste you
Was much too great. 
It empowered my every senses, 
Clouded my judgement. 
I trust too much,
Too weak to resist. 
That is my curse, 
Because I fall 
Knowing my only 
Savior 
Will be the ground.