Inner Fight

There it comes, I can hear it calling a fiery need that beckons me to comply burning, aching, wanting. It gallops towards me, flooding my mind blinding judgements that tell me otherwise persistent, insisting and demanding. I feel it nagging at my core, becoming burdensome, an exquisite heat I must ignore maddening biting temptation. It…

Wanting

Wanting is consuming, desire eats the flesh of the one desiring, anticipation chews on the veins of the expecting, wanting something as much as a breath can destroy. I have wanted without restraint I have felt the death of minutes that pass make ulcers on the walls of my stomach until my mouth is sour…