The monkey on my back
It’s vice like grip, never relents
All my energy often spent
Just,
To keep it at bay

And.........
From the burning want,
From the yearning need
This endless fight
I’m seldom freed

Just........
Once more
Another little taste,
A slave to this place

This all consuming want
This all consuming need
I can stop, you will see
But a soulless  oppressive world awaits
And my monkey sets me free


By Mark Scotting