Hello, my name is Chuck
(Hello, Chuck!)
It feels strange
To be here
I've been addicted
My entire life
However, the past three months
Have been a verbal blur
Upon awaking,
I get a fix
Before coffee stimulates
My corpse
To be totally honest
Sometimes
I do it at work
Sleep alludes me
Because
It parties in my veins
At first
My mind was clouded
From peering
Into the eyes
Of the beast
Now, it haunts
My family
Disrupting the harmony
There within
I must
Sleigh the
Monster
Or
At least
Tame it
Hello, I'm Chuck
I'm addicted to
Poetry
(Grinning as I type)
Admitting
There is a
Problem
Is the first step
I keep trippin'!
Upon reflection after a discussion with my family. I love poetry, but I can't let it interfere with my number one love, my family. It's been wonderful the last three months on Hello, but I need to spend less time on my iPad. I will read all of your poems. I just have to control my addiction, so I never have to quit cold turkey! It is your fault! You are all just so **** talented! No, the culpability remains mine alone.