Another reason for misery
Inclined to dig, a
Nonchalant mystery
Incredible trait, this
Sadist in all of us
Alluring we find the sweet sensation
Deathly is the clutch
Dependent we become and
Instinctively touch, upon
Collection of memories
Tidbits of soul
Invitation to join them always allures
Vacation of pain beckons, another
Entertaining painful thought to ponder
Written for Acrostic Only
