Love is a B***h

Love is a b***h.

She seduces you like a succubus.

And you get drunk on her spell.

Then she feeds you with drugs

Or anything to make you

More addicted to her

Than you already are.

Slowly, she peels your emotions like an onion,

One layer at a time.

You open up and become more vulnerable

Then she stabs you over and over again,

And at that time it'll be too late

To turn back.

The pain you feel is nothing

Compared to your addiction.

You're willing to get hurt

As long as your eyes get to

Feast on your lover's beauty.

She kills you softly inside

Until you become numb.

Then you die, except that you are still alive.

You're still breathing

But you can hardly feel anything anymore.

You stare into space,

Too weak to feel.

Only then will her let you out of her tentacles

And move on to her next victim.

And if you're not careful,

She might prick you again.

That b***h.