Like a Drug

Just like and Addict
Can't get enough.

Too strong to fight, 
Too sweet to hate.

Craving for it,
Starving for more.

Bitter-sweet Drug,
You have me trapped.

Soft, gentle touch
Burning caress.

Never enough,
You're in my head.

Long time no see,
Thought I was clean.

And now you're here,
Crashing back in.

I need your touch
I need your voice

I missed you so,
Don't leave again.

Reviews

[TheMalady]

Hi! Oh, I love the rhythm of words. Your words, though short, portrays how one can't get enough to their own desire. I believe one can't easily forget their own cravings. So true indeed. Your poem is clear and straightforward, of which makes one to feel guilty about something. :)

By the way, regarding this line.

Just like and Addict
Can't get enough.

Should this be "Should like an Addict?" or is this deliberately done? In anyways, it makes one think of something. :)

[Lola Nad]

I'm glad you enjoyed it! ^_^

though, I'm not sure I understand what you mean by "should like an addict"...?

[TheMalady]

my mistake! Please forget about it. Now I'm clarified. :) You're always welcome, dear!

[Deepak Belbase]

a very cleaver description of drug influence... when you take it you don't care about the things, words and rhythms... not very descriptive but still very intresting... I admire your efforts to sounds it not like a science... a great piece of writing

[Obscured by the Shadows]

Oh how the burning embers of desire can coax us into a state of utter desperation. It is, as you clearly stated, a drug. This poem is so eerily beautiful, well done. You grab at the readers emotions and play them like the strings of a harp, holding their attention until the very end, well done. Well done indeed. Full Ratings.