You, the very epitome of evil
My captor, Images of you dance
Through my head, sleep brings no
Respite, I long for nothing more
Than to touch you, feel you, and
Ultimately devour you
No longer do I resemble the
the pretty, energetic young
Woman that I was before
Drinking in, your intoxicating
Beauty
Before you had complete control
Destroying me from the inside
Out, making me love you above
All else, my only desire is,
To have more of you
My addiction so complete, I crave
The very taste of you, every
Waking moment I view the horror,
Your love has exacted from me
I tremble, as I fall sobbing to
The floor, I must now except, you
Are my fate, as necessary as the
Air I breath, more needful than
The food I eat
And so rightly let it be said
Of me, my dyeing words shall be
Hershey's kisses and Reese's please
Send a few box's with me in the
Event, that Heaven hasn't any of it.
