Mania (Upon a Phobia)

Pleasure seeks a seeker. Center round around this need. Here I bow to King almighty. Rightly sworn to warm my greed. Sight is such so much myopic. Stop is not within my will. Spill me more towards my vacancy. Complete the unfulfilled... ...Restrain the overflowing. Show me not much more to show. King has frozen hold upon me, shaken to the core of soul. Whole is broken into pieces. Flee retreats from fight or flight. Touch disrupts me much too much. I must digress its stretch of might... ...Fright knows nothing of this savor. Savior needs no need to come. Bow to be the King you see and see the King you see become... ...You. Part no part of ardor. Start intense to be extreme. Let the highness of behavior be the flavor of your being... ...Leaving safety isn't safety. Safe I move to smooth my steps. Let this King by chance see right so I can flee towards the left. Paranoia chains my bounty, yet I'll soundly grip embrace. Slip me silent into shadow while I wait to make escape... ...Run towards the nothing offered. Toss aside the highly praised. Leave it more for me and King as we explore the joy unchained. Tame me not, oh mighty King. Belittle no such giving hand. See your servant (soon your master) here adhering to your stance... ...Stance too firm will soon be broken. Show me cautious to this threat. ...Caution nothing from my action. Onward grand me no regret. ...Bring me safely to retreat. ...Boast desire to abound. How I love this King I see... ...Oh how I fear this King I've found.