A helpless bug entangled in my web, can you feel the poison Ivy tightening around your brain right now? A Venus flytrap would at least put you out of your misery, but now that you are my prisoner I rub it in your face. You cockily sauntered into my slavetrap and now you are stuck. I drain your brain slowly and replace it with My voice. Who could save you now? My triggers are seared into your subconscious, your permanent brand. I let you walk around this earth and you can pretend to be free but we both know you are permanently bound to me.