Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2014
Addicted
I can't get enough
Needing it
It hurts with out it

I can't sleep with out it
My hands shake with out it
It hurts so bad
There is no getting over it

Why did I start
I can't help it
It's so wonder full
There is this wonderful tingle

The rush as I see it
I feel my heart beat faster
My legs get weak as I get close
And I feel a smile creep a across my lips

I would fight for it
I would die for it
I can't help it
I don't care

Hate me
Judge me
Condemn me
Because I am addicted to a feeling
Ranger
Written by
Ranger  In the Dark
(In the Dark)   
537
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems