Hello Dear Friend

 

It's a drug. A vice. 

This thing I do.

 

I don't have to have you 

all the time.

 

But when I do, I get to release.

 

Let go of this feeling, 

anger, despair. 

 

My innermost being 

needs to be let out. 

 

But no-one can see it.

No-one but you. 

 

This turmoil I have,

crashing me.

 

This sweet release of just writing. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For J. 

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ramonathompsont's picture

nice twist at the end.

nice twist at the end. thought this was going to be about something else. well done