Just a few thoughts on relationships.

She draws the very life from him
leaving him hollow and empty.
She sits and waits like a vulture
for his almost lifeless body to cease.

Her kind is known quite well.
Some call her succubus or vampire.
Her food is the soul
of some unsuspecting male.
Slowly she withdraws his life force
until there's nothing left.

She is a demon in any event,
a creature of the night
waiting to pounce on her prey
ripping at him from the inside out.

Her God is money and freedom her delight.
She searches nightly parties
for souls to feed upon .
Once she's eaten you, she'll find another.

Wake up from the trance you're in.
See the ugliness inside.
Open your eyes to sense and reason.
Drive a stake through her love's heart.