Cruel needs

A Poem by Little Mouse

Addicted to something, it's all so cruel

Call it need, call it want
If it aint there, then you can’t

You take steps, way too far
There’s a story that you pause
There’s a million reasons what not
Day and night that you fought

All these feelings that you caught
It’s all downhill in this plot
All this time that you rot
Don’t even know when to stop

Time passes and you spot
It’s a period, it’s a dot

Some things can’t be bought
High hopes, shoot the shot
Different orbits, astronaut

Quit this game, afterthought
Way too dark, it’s a lot
Time to act, Lancelot