Kleptomania

……………There is something that

                             I want

                             Very

                             Very

                             Much

                             No it’s

                             Not

                             Mine





                             But I

                         Can’t   Stop

                      My              Mind

                   From              Going

                   To that dark place

                 And                    When

                I close                  My eyes

             The bad                  Comes





                  And                      Then

                  It’s                     Too

                  Late                 To

                  Escape         So

                  I don’t stop

                  Myself      From

                 Losing         Control

                  Over                 My

                  Mind                  My

                  Body                  My self.





                  It’s become something

                  More

                  Not

                 Just

                 A craving, an indulgence

                 It’s

                 A

                 NEED

                I don’t know how to stop.
Comments 2

I love the structure of the poem, it’s such a unique way to express the meaning!

Wow…. the emotion is amazing insane. The format was so beautiful, it added to the poem so much. Really great work ❤️❤️❤️