The thorn of my obsession

In the shadows of my troubled soul,

where sanity has been lost and reason is shipwrecked,
There you live, my love, my crazy fixation,
the thorn that sticks and tears in my chest.

Your eyes, abysses where I get lost without remedy,
They are my prison and my freedom, my constant desire.
Your lips, sweet poison in an eternal kiss,
They are the source of my delusions, my infernal bond.

Every thought is a heartbreaking scream,
a flame that consumes my sanity in its ardor.
You are my torment, my blessing and my curse,
the sinister shadow that lives in my obsession.

Your perfume, drug that intoxicates my mind,
It is the mist that surrounds me, that drags me incessantly.
In every corner of my being I find you,
You are the chain that tightens and does not release.

Love and obsession, two faces of the same torment,
in this delirium that consumes me, that drags me to hell.
You are my everything, my condemnation and my torment,
the reason for my madness, my eternal desire.