Ravenous

Let it pour,
poor soul couldn't muster a sound.
Let it rain,
Reign over everything there is in existence.
Persistance, perseverance, pro-active pessimistic mess.
Get it off my chest,
attention: this isn't a test
there will be no sleep or rest
until these lips are tightly pressed
and we forget about everything, down to how we're dressed.
Could be hours, could be days
could be weeks or months until the right words are phrased.
Believe, bereave
I never know if, when, or how to leave.
I dread the ride home
I fear the chills leaving my bones.
I've become dependent upon this feeling
without it I go reeling
ravenous
intravenous
strychnine
teeming

This could be the greatest turning point ever. The greatest endeavor.
Paint the landscape with my blood, let it be a flood
Because I've finally got things figured out.