Helplessly I struggle with my addictions The drugs that course through my veins Soothe the torment Ease the pain As I shake Unable to be still I am polluted with toxins As I become empty and pure Lighter than air I sail away on a shaft of light I laugh in strange delight As I fade from view Starved into nothing Nothingness I become
Many types of additions. Easy to need. Hard to break away from. I like the direct and honest words in the poem. A strong ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote
Addictions steal the person away, as if taking their soul, and replaces their personality with a strangers. They become the addiction and that becomes the soul focus of their life. An awesome poem.
When Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in.
It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more..