I detest my weakness
how much I need you
how much I miss you
how often I think about you
you’re like a drug to my brain
every little taste I get
buoys me higher for a little while
until I float back down and
settle my feet on reality again and
keep walking until
life starts pulling me down
bit by bit
and my walking becomes crawling
then I get another taste of you and
I’m flying again
for a few short minutes
before settling down once more
and now you’re gone away
here I am addicted
with no cure
it’s pathetic I know
and yet still
I crave you and
despise myself for it
all the same
©️tara caribou – 2017
It’s so hard to crave…
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Easy to crave, hard to live with the cravings.
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Such an intense emotion you depict. The analogy is spot on – such craving is perhaps worst than a drug addiction.
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I agree. From my own personal experience, anyway, yes, I agree.
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Well crafted
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Thanks.
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Craving itching drug
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God, how much I love the 2-4 verse!!!!!!!!!
This is literally awesome!!
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Oh! Thank you! I’m so glad you liked it.
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How nice it would be to be craved by you.
You are in each piece you write. What a great talent.
John
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Thanks John.
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You are welcome.
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