What Am I? - TJ

I race through your veins to penetrate your heart making it beat faster until you lose control. I tangle your synapses confusing and consuming your thoughts. Now you see things my way. You do things my way. You know that I’m there but I’m a good impressionist; you will allow yourself to mistake me for my cousin and let me multiply throughout your soul. I need to feed and won’t be satisfied until I eat. That burning sensation is me; I can give you butterflies too – anything you want until I get what I want. I’m impulsive, spontaneous and now I have authority over your limbs. I become your master, I will drain out your useless values, knock down the wall you worked so hard to build because all of that means nothing if my will is not fulfilled. Have your legs turned to jelly? Are there sparks and fireworks? Fall to your knees because your body is weak. Sacrifice your all…

You know if you play with fire you’re sure to get burnt. I tell you burns heal so what’s the big deal? It’s too late anyway.
Now I’m set to self-destruct. As fast as I arrived – I take my leave. The pieces will be yours to pick up. And the scars you have are reminders of me.