Its always there, in the back of my mind.
Not like anyone cares
Not like I care much for it either
But its always there
A desire, like a craving for something sweet
A want
A need
It pulls me in sometimes
It wont leave until its satisfied
It never is
I wont allow it
It makes me think
It keeps me sane and aware
It breaks me down and eats me inside
Id be confined
I would be left in isolation, away from those who believe in the illusion of safety
I wouldn't stop at just one
I couldn't have a limit once I begin
Why stop when I have already started?