The voice or reason
Has fallen upon my deaf ears
As the hand of fate
Pushes me towards my blind ambitions
My illusions of grandeur
Have given rise to malicious intent
To obtain what can never be mine
The allure of its beauty and power
Overwhelms my sense of sanity
And pushes me towards the abyss
Only to be consumed by my hunger to posses it
My only purpose in this twisted reality
Of my so-called life is to hold it again
In my now black heart
But I have reaped what I have sown
And ended up with a harvest
Of pain and regret
Fate has dealt me that proverbial losing hand
And now I must swallow that bitter pill
And try not to choke on my own self-pity
How foolish to have squandered its wealth
And disgrace its purity,
Only now to be left poor and ashamed
For my stupidity and greed
So now here I am
Alone and left wanting
Left with nothing more
Than a hopeless Obsession