I want...
but not really
I want to want
maybe

I don't
really care
it's more
of an itch

But it's there
in my mind
in my life

Bugging me
just do it

I want to want
to distract
myself
to escape
my life

what am I
running from?
where am I
running to?

trying to hold on
the melting desires
like capturing
crooked snowflakes

getting deeper
getting weirder
avoidance
or decadence

do I step
into the fire
once in
for all

am I ready?
will I perish?

which way to go
if I don't know
my destination

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