An Addicts Song

Mid flight
Through life
I soar, I fight
Claw scratch and bite
Rob, steal, wheel and deal
All for the hush
The calm then rush
Just a touch is all I need
Not much
I fiend, itch and need
Just a bit, not much
No greed, but a hit
Will make it right
Tremble, and plead,
A taste, a shot,
Can I have it or not
I sweat from withdrawal
Feverish for it
I need that ****
Addicted to it
I need that ****
Rubbing my arms
Patting my veins
Its absences makes me insane
I lust for
Give it to me
I want more
Give it to me
I find myself wondering
Can I have yours?
LOVE

-Xin-