It's been a long december

[suzi_q]

Searching for what is lost and what I can not feel
I search in directions I know hold nothing for me.
But still the craving continues
through sparkling waters
everyone see as tainted
I strive to overcome.
But addiction,
to the obsessive,
is hard to stop.
A need strong enough to keep me awake,
with blood running wild with want,
and a restless mind questioning what is truth
sleep is hard to come by
----- and the only salvation I can see lies deep in dreams.