Addiction is a place that feels like home Where we’re comfortable; accepted; celebrated Addiction shows us a world we wish existed When we’re addictedWe yearn to feel or unfeel – To nibble at numbing pleasureTo find acceptance – Amongst othersBe it real or in our mindAllowing us to act or unact with no hindranceTo feel…
Tag: poems
Sliding (Poem)
Ba-boom, what does is beat for? For this body to do somethingFor this brain to think somethingBut what are these… things? I thought I once knew, but nowNew sinews of synapses have perused My soul’s paradoxAnd imbues the grooves of my heartIn the form of transcendent art I watch the essence of my soulDissipate into…
To Stop this Madness (Poem)
Oh, how I was wrong To think the Dark Days could be counted They seemingly go on and on The present moment always gone My thoughts chasing aching memories That trickle to my chest cavity Reflection Reflection Reflection Oh, to stop the madness Takes the will to be reborn
Awaiting Your Wake (Poem)
The shift has happenedThe questions you ask are not meant for meThey are meant for you Your dark night awaitsWhen it comes you will feel hopelessYour heart will crack with every tear you shedUntil it breaksAnd the dam of your emotions will release A gush of unrelenting pain that lasts daysConsuming every thoughtFeeding off your…
Letters to Sitarra 