I feel it happening.
I know it will happen.
One day I snap and do something drastic.
There is too much built inside.
The only way I know how to relieve the pressure is to cry
but that is only temporary.
All my happiness and desires are only temporary.
I crave instant gratification
even if it means giving up what I truly want
but am afraid to really have.
No one will ever understand my struggle
with the most addicting addiction of them all.