Hello, my name is Chuck (Hello, Chuck!) It feels strange To be here I've been addicted My entire life However, the past three months Have been a verbal blur Upon awaking, I get a fix Before coffee stimulates My corpse To be totally honest Sometimes I do it at work Sleep alludes me Because It parties in my veins At first My mind was clouded From peering Into the eyes Of the beast Now, it haunts My family Disrupting the harmony There within I must Sleigh the Monster Or At least Tame it
Hello, I'm Chuck I'm addicted to Poetry (Grinning as I type) Admitting There is a Problem Is the first step I keep trippin'!
Upon reflection after a discussion with my family. I love poetry, but I can't let it interfere with my number one love, my family. It's been wonderful the last three months on Hello, but I need to spend less time on my iPad. I will read all of your poems. I just have to control my addiction, so I never have to quit cold turkey! It is your fault! You are all just so **** talented! No, the culpability remains mine alone.