Why not?

You're beuatiful and sexy. So why not? You're caring and giving. So why not? You don't say no. So why not?
You're genuine. But you're not. You're confused. But you're not. You're wise. But you're not. You're heartless. But you're not.
You thought you were over that. You thought you were stronger. You thought you used and abused. You thought it was your game. You thought you were in control. You thought you had it all. You thought you were different. You thought you were special. You thought and thought and thought. But you did not.
Maybe you are. Maybe you're not. But you'll never find out. Because you're there. Because you're available. Because you never leave. No matter how tough it gets. You never leave. You can never cut the noose that slowly, but tightly, circles your neck. You keep it there. Although you know that one day it will strangle you. Although every now and then it scratches you. Although sometimes it draws blood. Although occasionally it leaves scars that can never be healed. But its presence comforts you. A false delusional comfort. A wicked pseudo sense of belonging. A need that is being fulfilled. A need for need. A sick demented state of powerfulness that overcomes you every single time.
And then you ask why? But why not?
You are the predator and you are the prey. So why not?
Don't blame the victim. The victim is no longer you.