I Sit Ill

When I give
I give myself
This is the truth
I travel unchanged, at times disengaged
My limits have yet to be obtained
It was the moment you questioned me
I stepped back, laughed, and devoured you

Unbelievable and ugly
A basis on reality
Excessive consumption
Addictive personality
Too rare to die

Or am I going mad?
Twist it around
And place this burden on me!