it's this addiction that's hurting me
when I know what I want
and I can't even stop myself from
succumbing to my own twisted reality.

I'm looking for a savior
to pull me out of this eternal tunnel
and they'll say that I'm settling
and they'll say I can do better
there must be something wrong with me,
a cloud that partially blinds me,
because I just don't see it that way.

maybe I don't want a soulmate
someone I'll wear to the bone
with false promises of devotion.

maybe I'm looking for a slave
someone who will never leave me
with the hopeless desires I hold captive.

this addiction destroys all comfort
all sense of security
and removes any conscious thoughts
that I believed I still possessed.