Obsession.

My heart is full of loneliness.
I lost my mind.
I don't know where to go.
Where is my home?
Who am I?
Between mania and melancholia.
My dear,
sex hurts my soul,
you let me down,
And left me,
now that I'm sinking,
I wanna dance,
and be lovely.
I don't believe in anybody.
I'm getting deep into a k-hole.
And you never been by my side.
Fuck problems.
Fuck you.
I'm obsessed with sex.
And I need love.
But I don't know what it is,
or at least how to find it.
And now I'm so deep.
Sinking,
sinking.
And what remains?
Is only loneliness.