Why did you do it?
I have the right to know.
If you hadn't planted the seed
I would never have paid it heed.
What lead you to it?
Surely I ought to know.
If you hadn't watered the plant
it would never have grown.
Why fan the flame to snuff it out?
Give hope of a living spring to leave me in drought?
So how come your direction has rendered me lost?
Does it matter to you that for your amusement, my
suffering is the cost?
I should have had enough
-surely I should!
But now you're in my mind and it's just no good.
-Sheer will cannot expel you,
and my pleas do not compel you!
You could leave me now and let the damage undo.
But then where's the fun for you??
And above the drone of your voice in my head,
and the realisation, that hope of forgetting you is dead
-I hear the voice of the true culprit,
The one I know to be your partner in crime,
In infiltrating my walls and breaking my stride,
To my horror and dismay
That voice is mine...
And still, and still I give you a home in my mind,
and through the sheer power of my imagination
I keep hope of us alive.
And now it seems like there was never a time
when you weren't there
spreading like a growth in my mind.
It seems I cannot stop feeding this obsession,
and to my horror I realise I have became it's possession.
and what was once the excitement of attraction
has become a fatal distraction
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