How sad, how lonely, how frustrating it is
When you keep looking, longing, searching
for something you cannot find
to fill a void in your heart that keeps growing
expanding, engulfing your thoughts
you can't let go of that desperate desire
to consummate your relationship with the need;
this space in your mind, a black hole

Religious works don't fill it
hope can't erase it, it tries to replace it
love doesn't satiate it, greed devours it
It overtakes me, drowns me, surrounds me
It chokes my existence
the need to release, to scream, to cry, to explode
It imprisons me in its plan of inevitable destruction
It is secret, it is rain, it is sinful, it is...
My Desire