When Will It Stop?

When will it stop, this ache consuming me?
All my familiar surroundings are gone.
The relief I became accustomed to is no more.
Though I search I find nothing to replace it.

When will it stop, this emptiness growing in me?
It leaves me feeling hollow and needy.
I am cold all the way to the bone.
The longer it continues the more discouraged I am.

When will it stop, this want for the unattainable?
So far away I will never be able to reach it.
Time was racing and it has now run out.
Though it will never be I want it even more.

When will it stop, this incessant need I have?
It is a compulsion eating away at me.
I must find a way to release it, give it freedom.
My addiction is so sweet it will always be with me.