Aching teeth arching forward
Gnashing another sugary cane
The pain reverberates
The longing is stronger
Wanting the bad
despite knowing what’s good
Need a reason to swim shoreward
Erase the sodded footprints from the plains
The brain barrier will perforate
Till it is no longer
Wanting the bad
despite knowing what’s good
The need is strongly blinding
Binding the brain to desire
More, there must be
The beast must be fed
Wanting the bad
despite knowing what’s good
The worn trail is winding
Rising up higher
It is from above but a flea
Don’t be mislead
Categories: mental health, photography, poetry, Psychology
psychologistmimi 
Nice one! I like the power napping comment as well – you’re so right, it’s only for the powerful or those who truly don’t give a fuck.
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