The temptation of a Shopaholic

The moon is full,

Enigmatic in the obsidian sky.

Life is still,

In hiding,

Awaiting the inevitable storm to subside.

There's no escaping,

Fighting only makes it stronger,

Surrender you must to the lunar goddess of Temptation.

I'm transforming,

Metamorphosing,

Losing control,

To the full beam of the moon,

Penetrating my mind and soul.

Engulfing me with obsession ,

Burning me,

Slowly nibbling away at all elements of logic and reason,

Leaving behind satin's advocate.

I'm plummeting

Plummeting into the abyss of never ending need and selfishness

Sweet selfish sin

Alluring egocentricity

Seductive fathomless fantasy

The transformation is now complete

Blood is now where the money was

The moon has subsided

Unawareness and confusion is all that stands

Self-loath following in their footsteps

What was a temptation

Now belongs to the slave of the moon

My purse is empty

Guilt is the sun that burns the vampiress 

In its flames, is her salvation

Until.. the next season SALE!