Stockholm Syndrome (repost for challenge)

sneaky little thing

slipping through my grasp

i just can't let it go though

but i'm wanting it to last

i love it like a drug

and hate it just as much

trapped inside addiction

like a violent form of lust

i'll get there i know

but right now im a mess

like a broken jigsaw puzzel

im picking up the peices i left

but it's stuck to me

like a parasite of sorts

like a Stockholm Syndrome

like a ship never pulling into port

i love it, hate it

leave it and come back

like a toxic relationship

i just want something can't have

i love it like a drug

and hate it just as much

trapped inside addiction

like a violent form of lust.