The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Get Out of My Head

I scream at the thought of him in my mind. I feel like something's not right.
It's not possible for him to belong where he stands right now. Dominating my thoughts, my love, my happiness. He enfolds me and I know he's liking it. Torturing me, abusing me, disturbing me. I'm afflicted with confusion as he sends me mixed signals hitting me hard from both ways with electrical impulses. Stinging me, hurting me, piercing right through me. His incisive ways had me, still how do I get him out, this isn't right. I'm hurting, suffering, yearning for an escape. I run he catches me, I hide, he finds me. It's like I'm his prey. His mouth watering meal, Only he doesn't stop eating. One bite and I'm infected, my mind, ow.. It's corrupted, defiled. I'm poisoned and he's enjoying it. Watching me get weaker and weaker everyday. He watches as I continue to fall, falling into his trap and I am scared to fight back. It feels like a curse. I can't rid myself of him. AHH!  I like the attention I receive before he comes back to ruin it. The sweet feelings in my stomach, turned foul. I'm wanting to die, I can't survive much longer... I'm begging, Pleading.. I'm asking you please.. please just.. Get Out of my Head!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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