All it took was, a taste, of your, sweetened, poisonous, love, and, I’m, totally, addicted to the feeling of this, bad love you’d given me, and, I just can’t seem to, get enough of this love (it’s actually called ABUSE!!!), because each and every time after you’d injured me severely, you’d, given me something sweet, something that’s, yours’, to cherish…
A taste of your sweetened, poisonous, love, how can I, get myself out, huh? I don’t want to live like this, and yet, every single time, you’d, pulled that same old trick on me, and, I’d become, totally hypnotized, totally, unable to, tell you NO! A taste of your sweetened, poisonous love, perhaps, I have to have, too much of it that it nearly killed me, for me, to finally wake up?
how, in the insect world, love became, death, for some…
A taste of your sweetened, poisonous, love, it’s all I’d been given, it’s, everything I know, as familiar, and I can’t, live without it now. A taste of your sweetened, poisonous, love, I know, I’ll be, over it one day, but now, I want to, trap myself here, inside this black widow spider web of yours, until you’d, digested me, almost completely, until, I have, BUT just that, final breath left in me, I’ll finally, struggle, AND break free from you, for good!
Life, the Obstacle Course 