The pleasure of satisfying a savage instinct, untamed by the ego, is incomparably much more intense than the one of satisfying a tamed instinct. The reason is becoming the enemy that prevents us from alot of possibilities of pleasure.
S.Freud.

Look beyond the cross- beyond your vision-
Turn into yourself and see.
Look beyond the lust of your obsession,
And look ahead- at me.

Amongst the reaches of your desire and lust,
The loneliness and hate.
Am I the one that you mistrust
Or merely contemplate?

Am I the one that hurts you;
The one that you desire?
Or am I the one that uses you:
To hate and not inspire?

I didn't mean to hurt you:
To push beyond 'enough'.
But you must ask the question:
Is it me you really love?