Obsession - shantel tessier

I have lost those who I have loved.

I have bled for those I hate.

I have lied to those who are honest.

What am I? Youre a sinner dressed in white.

Youre a ghost in the night.

Youre the demons that I fight.

Who are you? Both of us were sinners.

She was hell-bent on revenge, and I was determined to let her have it.

She was a beautiful sin that alone would be my damnation.

And for her, I was willing to dig my own grave.

She took what little pride I had left and made me look like a fool.

I lusted for a taste of her darkness, for it was the same color as mine.

I envied the way she was able to say no, as if she really meant it.

I will endure the wrath of having her no matter the cost of my greed.

But I have always been a glutton for punishment without any propensity of sloth.

She became my obsession and like any other drug, she took all the pain away but brought me to a new level of low.

Too bad falling in love with her brought on a different kind of hell that I wasnt sure we would live through.

We were both running from a past that was going to tear apart out future.

What I thought was going to be a beautiful beginning turned out to be a torturous end.