Growing up i never had it
I always managed to avoid it
Lucky
I was called lucky for that
I never felt lucky
Boring
I felt boring
So i read
I read about this thing i craved
And oh how i craved it
I pretended to want something else
I hid my true cravings behind it
And i did want that
I do want it
I found it even
For a but anyways
But with that discovery
Came another
I found what i really was craving
The thing i was told
i was lucky to be without
But i loved it
I had it in small doses at first
And then i got more
And i loved it
It hurt but it hurt so good
And so subconsciously
I held on
And i wallowed in it
Trying to hold on as long as i could
And when it was really gone
I went a while without it
Then it came back
i lived for it
And all of the looks
And all the tears
All the heart ache and late night
That came with it
I see more opertunities
To get more of this thing
This thing i crave so much
I see these opportunities
and i want to take them
I hold back tho
Cause i know
It will hurt people i care about
Hurt people i love
Hurt myself
I know its bad
And its something i should avoid
But oh in my dreams
i take the opportunities
I fufill my cravings
And i ruin my life
But i still crave it
I hold back
But know
I dont want to
YOU ARE READING
better-ish
Poetrythis is a continuation of my subpar poeticness, if youre looking for good poetry id look else ware im just really emotional and writing makes me feel talented and good about myself cause im a narssisist. so yeah enjoy i guess✌ P.S. im really all ove...
