The Last Exorcism

[Remember, you're just the sucker.]

I linger on your lips, a while:
Tantalising. Fantasising
of what's in store.
I let you smell my breath
till you can take it no more.
I enter you like a ghost
and fill you to your core;
Possessing, Caressing your within.

You like it at the start, you want it
to last longer.
But then you feel the hurt
of me killing some part of you.

Now you want me to leave, and
leave you alone. But I won't
go so easily.
I'll hurt you some, and I'll
hurt you some more,
and then one day, I'll finally go,
leaving behind a Pain
and a Void that's begging to be filled.
You look for me, but I'm gone-
Vanished into the air.

You know I'm not good for you, and yet
you come back to me.
Over. And over again.
Repentant. Dependent.
You can't live with me.
You can't live without me.
You want me to hurt you until Pain
Becomes the Way of your Life.

But you should know, my dear,
I'm the Way of your Death,
for you shall soon- thanks to me-
go up in a cloud of Smoke
And we shall be One.