it's calling me

such an addiction-- a constant thought always in my head-- a feeling that is always there-- falling into it-- wishing i could have more-- knowing i can never get enough-- knowing there is never time to have enough-- all i ever really want-- so peaceful and unaware-- the place in which i hide-- such a short and sweet demise-- my sweetest cocaine-- a thought in my brain-- I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT!

my god. slumber is such an elusive need.