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Jul 2017
I might be an addict, addicted to thing's,
I'll take what is given I'll take what I can,
I'll take all you got I don't give a d*mn.
I need it I want it I have to have more,
What little I get is'nt enough any more.
You're always to busy and on the go,
Just a little more that's it I know.
I get butterflie's in my gut when I know you're here,
The thought of not getting any draw's in the fear.
A little attention a hug a kiss,
Only a moment it take's,
Work wont be missed.
I'm addicted to affection and love and you,
When I dont get it I get sick too.
I know and you know you don't give me what I need,
Even if I sit all day and pleed.
You deny me what is needed by all,
You keep me hidden behind this lonely wall.
I'm addicted to you so I pray to above,
That the lord grant's this addict your everlasting love.
Aaron Ownbey
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Aaron Ownbey  Ventura county
(Ventura county)   
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