Desire

Want is a terrible thing.
The desire, so difficult to tackle
that it is almost on the verge of breaking the complete inner self
The strange thing is that this desire is so strong that it is ready to overpower your completeness and rise like a deamon, all set to make life more messy. It hurts, hurts really hard in the abdomen somewhere.
Is it love?
Is it fear?
When am I going to feel the air that has the whiff of the bougainvillea (it does not have a whiff)
Its getting difficult by the day
I am going to do something about it soon
What exactly?
Well I will do what i want to
God! Want again!
But the pain has to stop before sleep overtakes me