(One of those Emotional Mazochistic poems)

Web of pain

Entangle me

you hypocritical object of imagination

suffocate me

but don't let me go

hold me

confuse me

take me

away with you

to destruction

web me in fear

keeping me away from the world

web of pain

worship the pain

and hold it for your sake

that hypocritical object of imagination

suffocates, suffocates

keep it, choke me more.

the pain the pain

I endure

I love it

I live for it

webbed in it

I survive