The all consuming need eating away at you.
Controlling your every thought, forcing action, even when you want to resist.
Like a moth to a flame - knowing the outcome of your actions.
Yet the feeling of elation - an orgasm of the mind - only to repeat itself.
Over and over again...
My body is tight, wrapped around my mind - trying to pry through the walls of thought.
I am simply here choking, getting weak from this...
Obsession...
