I hate the feelings inside
They are choking the life out of me
I want to curl up on my side
And close my eyes to the world
Turn back the hands of time
To when life was simpler
Life was full of pleasure
Pleasure was full of passion
Passion…
My life is empty without it
I am having withdrawals
Passion was my drug
I craved it every day
I still crave it every day
I need it coursing thru my veins
I need it…like I need air
