Eyes wide, they glitter, they gleam,
Lured by the rush of a saccharine dream.
A gumball’s spin, a coin’s sweet chime,
The loop begins—unchallenged time.


What starts in joy, in childlike play,
Grows shadows darker by the day.
A maze of cravings, doors ajar,
Rabbit holes lead where pleasures scar.


The sugar rush, it pulls, it binds,
A fleeting spark, a drug of minds.
Trigger, behavior, reward, repeat—
The cycle loops, a hollow beat.


What price for the glitter, the glow, the gold?
A hunger that deepens, a grip that takes hold.
Do we consume, or are we consumed?
A question left, as the rabbit looms.