A pleasurable addiction

An unquenchable thirst

A thirst that keeps growing

It makes me feel helpless

A craving to achieve,

A humongous hunger

The more I feed

The more it grows

Out of desperation

I try to think hard

The more I think

The more the emptiness

Feeling vacuous and feckless

I wanted to give up

Yet the strings get pulled

This is my passion

It is my life,

I had built it over insults and applause

Angst and jealousy

A dream that gave me wings

A hobby that became my world

An addiction that gives me pleasure

So here I am with my paper and pen

Scribbling everything that comes to my mind