Elizabeth Castleberry

Addiction - Poem by Elizabeth Castleberry

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

Comments about Addiction by Elizabeth Castleberry

  • Melvina Germain (10/14/2006 11:02:00 PM)

    Addiction, no matter what it is, it's hard to beat. Good poem
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  • (9/10/2006 2:25:00 AM)

    nice poem. you do write well. (Report) Reply

  • (4/19/2006 10:12:00 PM)

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

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 19, 2006

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