and she's got no soul!

heart and head pounding.
she's got me again,
ensnarled in another trap,
like the monster that she is.

she got me so suddenly,
like falling in love,
with that repulsive taste in my mouth
soon turning to a compulsion.
I must, I say to myself, I must,
with the playlist on repeat.
another one to add to the collection.
again and again and again.

the addiction sets in.
the poison she'll inject me with.
the venom that seeps into my stream.
what happens when I can't get to it?
what happens when the effects wear off?
then the cycle starts over again.
first with rejection.
then starts obsession.