Life is simple

A disease of the spirit
  wanting to feel I am god
knowing better
  yet doing it over and over and over again

expectations when fulfilled
  let me feel I am god
when they fail
  the crash landing breaks my heart

My feelings are good
  anger and joy, love and hate
  fear of intimacy that I crave
  wanting to be one with another

The more my needs are satisfied
  the more my Need grows
but not satisfying my needs
  is no answer

No earthly answer
  can fill the hole in my soul
love is good except
  when I am addicted
another person cannot heal me
  nor can I heal myself
but I can heal, and be healed