Craving Poem by Foster Teegarden

It's senior year for me
and there are so many things
for me to do and see
other than this one craving.

School is around the corner
with homework always to do.
College in the future,
being part of the sports crew.

This summer was awful.
Setting up for disaster.
I've done nothing but sulk
over what I want to master.

The weather was lousy.
Saw no one who would comfort
me, feeling all drowsy.
Wanted badly to abort.

But there's one addiction
that's kept me up 'til midnight
alive, with nutrition,
just to see that pretty sight.

Nothing can break my mind
when this can't, this severe drought
without you being mine.
You're the thing I've thought about.