I Needed Her Poem by Tony Kavuoti

I needed her

More than a drug attic needs his most compulsive drug

At first The drug frees one to ones real nature, to one's real potential

Then it destroys you making you a slave to its compulsive hold on your soul

It's not the drug that the drug attic wants

but the freedom,

the connection once again to the lost self

She help bring me back to my lost and forgotten self

to My true self

To the Part of me that was destroyed in my early youth

No assertion is too great in order to obtain this feeling again
in order to obtain my self again

To reclaim all that could have been

to reclaim that all that should've been

it Is not she that I'm looking for, but my lost self

She is a lovely trigger

She is the poisonous liberating drug that no one can possess

But only experience

But I will find life with those who really love me

with Those that really reflect me

with those that really value me

Through my efforts, in my deeds in my works

in my reflective self encounters with life.

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