Reasons Unknown To Everyone But Me

It's as if we were created
For one reason only.
What comes to mind
Is constant breeding.
Such a primal need
Such a primal drive.
It's like an itch
You're dying to scratch
If you could only reach.
Once you fill your
Wildest dreams.
The fun is over
Reality sets in.
You can't see why you
Even wanted this...
Or why it was even
Something significant
To begin with.
The only time
You do understand
Are the only times
You crave it the most.
The times when
You need it so bad
You'd kill for it,
Do anything for anyone
To feel alive again.
To feel like you have a
Reason to believe
In true love...
Or something like it.