Addiction Poem by Elizabeth Castleberry

Addiction

Rating: 5.0


My arms ache
My fingers bleed
But I can't stop the music
Can't quench the need

It flows gently through me
Like a graceful stream
Carrying me along
Light as a dream

Drifting through time
It drowns out my fears
Fully at it's mercy
My will it steers

The sleek wood
Arouses my senses
The course strings
Forget all pretenses

A first-time addiction
Never quite satisfied
You won't make it stop
Once it's inside

Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: addiction,senses
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Melvina Germain 14 October 2006

Addiction, no matter what it is, it's hard to beat. Good poem Melvina

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Sayak Roychowdhury 10 September 2006

nice poem. you do write well.

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Sugar Bear 19 April 2006

True True True, Addiction's Suck! ! But can also be 'Good'... Too good.: D

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