The black widow pins me to my chair and devours my soul. My body wrecked, my mind numb, and yet, I’m drawn again and again into her web.
I kneel in supplication at her altar, despite the ravages of my body and mind, I am addicted to my dominatrix; my goddess of nothingness.
Trapped, I can find no escape.
Stepping out of my body, I watch indifferent as my body wastes away like autumn’s fall, leaving only the hollow shell of myself to face another day.
Gripping the needle in blood stained fingers I strap myself in for another ride.