Hmm... it sucks

You ever really want that one thing that you KNOW you can't ever have? It's kind of lame. You try not to think about it, to put it out of your mind and just move on, but it won't let you. It's always there, teasing you, mocking you. Driving you insane. You can't ever seem ti find it. Or if you find it, it remains just out of your reach. Always there but never really yours. Sometimes you want it so bad that your body aches. Deep in the region between your chest and your stomach. But there's never any way to make the pain go away. The only thing that would make it go away is to possess the coveted, forbidden treasure, the forbidden fruit, if you want to be cliche about it. It just keeps taunting you. Sitting there, staring at you. The more you try and put it out of your mind, the more it stays there, always under your consciousness, festering like a canker. It's the first thing you think of when you wake up, and the last thing that you think of before you go to bed at night. Even sleep is no escape, as it haunts your dreams, continually manifesting inches from your nose, even within your grasp, only be snatched away from your hands by the returning lucidity of the waking hours. Pain and pleasure, love and hate, desire and repulsion all intermix within the need for this thing. And the desire for it leads you into purgatory, a specialized hell of your own making. Sometimes it feels like the only escape is to end your consciousness, and thus end your thoughts. It's just as easy as dining on the barrel of a twenty two. I don't know why I'm telling you this, it's not like you care.