Addicted

It has been so long – I just need the release
One last stroke, one last letter one last key
Like a drug addiction – its hard without
Burning thoughts fizzle and words come about
Meaningless perhaps but the relief is greater
Than smoking or choking on toxic vapour
So I write these rhymes that fail to inspire
To satisfy desires I get higher, and higher
But the hit is over quicker than it started
As if my previous state had never departed.