A Growing Need...
...Or perhaps its a hunger that stalks me night and day? What is this thing that clings to me like an unwanted shadow? Or am I just a shadow of this hunger? Eventually, the truth will come out for me to see it before the truth changes into something else. But this thing that seems to grab at me, is this lust? Or perhaps hatred, or even love? Who am I to say what i'm feeling when just feeling seems so foreign. All I know is that its a tangle force that seems to lick at my mind and sing its siren's song. Whatever it may be, I know that unless it gets fed, I won't feel much else besides it gnawing. Perhaps there lies a place to gorge this creature so that it leaves me be. Or perhaps its simply too dificult for me to find a meal for this insatiable hunger. Regardless, it is time to move onward and forward, and i'm bound to bring my mangled pet with me wherever I tread. Might as well check out that club, might as well refine and relearn any skill that I ever had in seduction, its too cold a world to sleep alone.