The Thirst

Journal

I’m the junkie, twitching for his next fix.  I’m the drunkard, looking for his next drink.  I’m the infant, crying for his mother’s breast.

I’m the lover, yearning for the touch of your skin.

The need in me to spew forth my thoughts is undeniable.  My fingers are drawn to the keyboard, searching for that release.

I long to watch the letters flow across the screen as I chase the cursor.

The cursor is mocking me today.

My thoughts will not emerge upon the page.

Today the thirst will remain.

About Penny Lane Writes

I'm a Freelance Writer that writes in several genres. I've been blogging for more than 5 years and have a growing following. I am working on 2 novels that I hope to have completed in the near future.
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