Hunger pains

Hunger pains, cold again, that sick morning feeling,

Did I leave a piece of me with you, is it growing like a plant seed,

Or was it never planted properly,

I am attracted to a burning flame, better if I don’t get to close,

It wont be only my fingers that feel the hot wax,

Online, all the time, searching for?

I puzzle myself, slow and steady,

Smile as I clean up the mess from the night before,

A comforting feeling, sitting alone,

A happy safe place and a quick fix,

What I don’t want, seems to be a longer list,

No ciggarets or children, please be thin, and friendly to beign,

I don’t care for geeky things,  a photo of you outdoors,

I need a grace period, a time to bleed all these bad presumtions out,

I will find that inner smile, even if it takes a while.