crave

i so badly crave the feeling of the one thing in life i can control the one thing i can count on i can see my reflection shimmering like a puddle and i don't know who i see in place of me is a face distorted and ugly but nothing makes me feel the way this does warm. wet. stinging like a rug burn. pulsing in time with my heart. the one love i can never let go of is how this feels. the control. the connection. the power of knowing the outcome. why do i fight my urges? if im craving it this badly is it really that bad?