Addicition
11 December 2011
(A tribute to TVD Thursday)

Every passing second of today
Feels like a predator pursuing prey
The one who’s being chased is me
And chasing me is TVD.
The hunt is always sweetest when
My victim’s heart is racing and
Excitement spreads in every cell.
My craving thoughts I cannot quell.
No sleep will dare come this way.
The quiet in my head is far away.
An endless hum with lust so loud
Embraces like a foggy cloud
My every single sense and sways
The delusion I could stay away.
Last drop of patience – running out.
My mind won’t shut, instead it shouts.
So bad I long – it’s hurting.
Like scissors sharp it’s cutting
What’s left inside – of sanity.
No strength in my humanity –
I can’t resist the sweet temptation.
A single cry for my salvation.