I am the addict
Desiring with needs
Burning with the desire to held and loved.
Words control the lust to be desired
I feel passion between verse
I am the voice within
With a thirst to be heard.
I am the darker sister
Whose words are
As sensitive as her skin
Where gifted words
Disguises its meaning inside
I am the voice within
Flowing aluminous words
Into meaning
As
Sand flows
Through loose fingers.
My love for you as crazy
the voice within
Often taken for granted
My words reveal no lies
But tell the true meaning of
Loss, pain, anger, and grief
I am the addict
Desiring with needs
Burning with to be desired
I feel passion
With a thirst to be heard
I am the voice within
Words of innocence
Morning space and time
Of an aesthetic value often misunderstood
I am the voice behind these words
I am the addict
Desiring with needs
Often mistaken for self-hate
In its true essence, the voice within
The voice within is challenged
Seeking, finding, searching
For its own identity to breath
No, I'm not ego tripping
I am the addict
Desiring with needs
Often mistaken for self-hate
In its true essence, the voice within
I'm just keeping it real
I am the addict
Desiring with needs
Often mistaken for self-hate, the voice within
In its true essence
I am the poem
I am the addict
Desiring with needs
Often mistaken for self-hate
In its true essence
Who challenges thought
This is crazy - the voice within
Within hope and loss
Within love and pain
Within happiness and anger
Are the words I speak of empathy I am the voice within