To Crave and Crave Again

Fragile being in this mad reality you were addicted to desiring 

daybreak is a phantom pain but the absence still aches and you crave and crave

from burning devotion to collapse rose Goliath in an abyss of ash 

starving creature made of clay and eager to dream you rage in vain

the morning comes in storms and I swim in a carnage of dark rains

at breaking dawn I am witnessed again