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 ❤️❤️❤️