"Obsessed wIth Evil"

As I walk through these sun-drenched streets,
I can think only of what lurks in the shadows.
My mind wonders not of issues illuminated by the light of day,
But rather what mysteries the
Witching Hour
Might uncover

The place I see in my dreams,
I swore never to step foot inside again,
But yet stepping foot inside is all I want to do.

I care not for my friends or family,
And what once meant the most to me,
Is now forgotten and irrelevant
I am addicted to this palace of horrors,
I am obsessed with evil
Around every door

The attacks I have had and
Screams I have shed
Brought unto myself
For their territory I did invade,
But their territory I cannot avoid.

What must I do to relinquish their grip?
What can be done to cleanse me of this wretched partnership?
My mind wonders what mysteries the
Witching Hour
Might uncover

I am addicted to this palace of horrors,
I am obsessed with the evil around every door,
I am obsessed with evil, can you save me?