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Obsession.
That's the essence.
It's the ultimate desire to do something.
To think. No, to take into action.
No matter how strong, solid, rigid one self is, it seems to overwhelm it.
Thoughts, dreams, sounds.. Echolalia..
Inciting, provoking, agitating..
Focus deemed lost.
Blurred..
I need it..
Dire to have it..
Is it good? Is it bad?
Its not for me to say..
I want it.. I need it.. Let me do it..
Can't..
I know what I am doing is undoubtedly wrong.
Taboo.
But sometimes, you seem to neglect everything and focus on one thing.
One thing that is so euphoric.
Its heaven. For now, it's more.
I know its wrong.
I will be blaming myself.
I am a culprit.
But then again, its wonderful. The taste of joy.
Oh, if only I can..
Just this time, I promise it would be the last. That's what I keep saying.
But would I stop it?
Yes I will, I fool myself.
Obsession.
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