Jan 2013
Do you feel it?
You need it.
You want it.
You* have* to have it.
Taunting
Itching
Burning
It crawls.
The urge is overwhelming.
When will I give in?
I Can’t
I must
I won’t
It’s mine
It’s ours
You dominate my life.
My desires
My hopes and aspirations.
It’s yours to tell but mine to keep.
When will I be free?
To live without this monster inside of me
Free from you and your commands
Your taunts, your bragging
The day will come and don’t you worry.
The day your taste won’t be intoxicating.
Invigorating.
Inviting.
You’ll always be mine
I will never let go
Till death do us part
To the clouds we float.
You need it.
You want it.
You* have* to have it.
Taunting
Itching
Burning
It crawls.
The urge is overwhelming.
When will I give in?
I Can’t
I must
I won’t
It’s mine
It’s ours
You dominate my life.
My desires
My hopes and aspirations.
It’s yours to tell but mine to keep.
When will I be free?
To live without this monster inside of me
Free from you and your commands
Your taunts, your bragging
The day will come and don’t you worry.
The day your taste won’t be intoxicating.
Invigorating.
Inviting.
You’ll always be mine
I will never let go
Till death do us part
To the clouds we float.
I wanted to let everyone try and figure it out, but Tina, is a street name for crystal ****. I kind of tried to show this struggle between the drug and the abuser, how the drug seems to take on a persona of its own. No, I have never been addicted to crystal **** lol but writing can take you places, so I felt like a drug addict for an afternoon. Here's the finished product.
