I crave it always like a crack head craves their pipe;
A taste of poison, though I try not to with all my might.

I need that rush that sends my adrenalin pumping;
Heats me up, gives me chills and keeps my heart thumping.

Not a fantasy something real that has the same addiction;
Sweeter than the finest wine but it is never fiction.

It may be my undoing causing complete desolation;
When I don’t get what I need all I feel is deprivation.

Maybe it means the end but I will still want one more sip;
Even if in a million pieces my heart will surely rip.

Pulsing through my veins I feel it burning deep inside;
When I need it bad there is nowhere that I can hide.

Temptation and danger surrounds me every day;
My only saving grace is that it is so far away.

Just out of reach, beyond my finger tips;
The longing tears my skin apart just like a raging whip.

The only way I get off is you getting off on me;
Show me what you’ve got and you will set my spirit free.

The heat and the arousal set me right a blaze;
I crave a big taste of it every single day.

Longing with passion for unfulfilled desires;
Dreams that haunt your soul, your actions they inspire.

Eating away at me soon I will need a fix;
I’ll drink all of that poison, every last drop I will lick.