Vicious Condition - Inhibitor

I got it done while no one saw it

Removed the fright and did not tell

Not alone but solely

I turned your head and walked away

I can't keep what I don't have

But throw away the need to own

Bet the players want to play

Open a side pot I'm all in

Vicious condition

Perdition on demand

A shelter of hatred

The cradle of relief

Oh darling, my inhibitor

My heart is occupied

No substitute and no relief

I made myself a prisoner

I'm not the one you thought I am

And I'm no longer who I was

Things I heard and plans that failed

Shoes are worn out, paths blind

When pressure reached a certain climax

My knot untied just fell apart

The ones I hate and try to escape from

Once were the ones I needed most

The scalp replanted back to your head

Does not fit and looks grotesque

Yes, I once wished you were dead

Never prayed that you should die