Needful

 
within my need is a greediness to be filled
a hunger so great it howls late at night to no one listening
I'm unsure of its depths
but it consumes rapidly, and where the succor goes I don't know

energizing more need
It's feral and unending
It tears at me by day
with thoughts of give me more

My solemn can't take it
my mind will not hunt
It will not encourage

it is chaste of vision
so I starve with this consuming desire
to the point my soul calls out to my God
He is the only one who can touch me there
inside my black faith

With great intrepidation, I worry
was I what was intended