Obsession with the enemy
Only brings me closer to it
Constantly on my brain
Like no other thoughts could penetrate
It's taunting...coaxing me
I can't get away from it
There's no escape
I never let on...no one will know
I suffer in silence, slowly dying inside
There are ways to make it go away
None seem plausible
My body grows weak from the want
I need to see, smell, touch, taste it
I lock myself away to stop from giving in
Help me...I need guidance
A steady hand to calm my shaking
Sickness washes over me
Emotions are all on high
Trying to cope with the burning desire
Can't move away from it...help me...
I loathe myself for this
There is no rhyme or reason
Only an obsession with the enemy
(Bring me closer...)
