Despicable

I am shameless,

Making memories out of strangers,

I want each one of them,

All to my self,

The desires take hold of me,

Sweating out the night,

In my bed,

I am evil,

Lust fills me over,

Ripping their bodies,

Piece by piece as I devour,

Like an animal hungry for more,

Up until the moment the iceberg tips,

And relief holds me numb,

Emptiness always follows,

Thinking to myself,

No one sees my ugliness,

The demon that resides inside,

Raw emotions sometimes fill my eyes,

Realizing I am not even a thought in their head,

There was a time I saw faces,

Now murmurs and bodies fill my imagination,

I am unable to put an identity,

On the need that grows inside me,

Just despicably exploring them,

As they give in to me.