I have a sickness I
Cannot lie

It craves to feed
The fatal
Eyes

A greedy lust
A need for The sickening
Strangers touch
The need 
So strong

It haunts my mind
A
Ever flowing
Urge

To be naughty
All the time
To moan and shake
To feel the pain


Deep down Inside
Begs to make
A extremely wet
Mess
A soaking bed
Almost a lake

The illness I have
Is overwhelming
Indeed

I have a problem
An issue of sorts
No Im not joking
Or Exaggerating at all

I crave a sin so pure
I fight a demonic
Beast a
Biting, gnawing, growling
Full force
****** feast
The is my
Mental disease