An encompassing need.
Hatched of want,
desires child.

It fills days,
it fills nights,
but especially nights.

It cannot be pushed away,
nor consoled with unfulfilling substitutes.

It craves without reason
ignoring the bounds of common sense,
foreshadowing your need to survive.
It cares not the when or where or the impossibility of it all,
it only knows itself
and it fills the entire world.

It whispers to you-
"Damn the past! Damn the future. For now is now and now is the moment in 
which you can be."

And your years of work are thrown away
for softness cannot be tolerated where you stand.
Inevitably it's fix for his fire will burn you.