Add Diction

I was simply in it for the thrill

I was nimbly in it with a quill

Every time i had chills

Every rhyme had skill

Honey I would dream at times

Of a pocket full of money and a heart full of dimes

But these words are like currency for the mind

Im satisfied currently for the time

But I'll need another fix

It never sticks

Im back at it

Like a crack addict

with this potent poetry woe is me

I hope im never clean 

Im hooked because of this machine

The rest is putrid human

Assuming im the best would be stupid hurbris