Obsessed

Obsession,
Possession.
I'm obsessed
with what
I do not posses.
Thoughts of what
is making it's
bed inside
your head.
I know
what you have
already said,
but knowing that
only fills me
with dread.
You act like
your heart
is on a chain
keeping you going
down the drain.
No pain
and
No gain.
I guess that only
leaves
Shame.
And when I
Start to feel
Obsessed,
I know it
must be suppressed.
The truth is,
I'm obsessed with
things you have
yet to confess.