My Needle

I'm so sick of waking up in these cold sweats
Reaching out for my "needle" and its nowhere to be found
Pissed off I throw tantrums
Papers, cups, even my phone ends up on the floor..
My "needle" I need it...
I...I'm shaking
My hands are trembling...
My mind is racing
I need my "needle" its the only thing that calms me.
It takes me to a new level of euphoria
Relaxes my nerves into a state of tranquility with each letter written
Each phrase
Each lymric
Each lyric
I need my "needle"
My utensil
My ink in hand
So I can spread this drug to everyone
Yes especially the ones I love...
My addiction... My needle..
My pen

Lady R (c) 2013