Crackling Rock

© Del Marie Malliaros

It feels so right, what an evil treat.
Hunger pains gnaw yet you cannot eat.
You'll never defeat this hell you've created.
Is it everything you anticipated?
Your happiness faded, your world now black.
Running endeavor forever, you can never go back.

The devil has you and will devour you whole.
Lifeless and pathetic, you've sold your soul.
You can't get out, you can't escape.
Just one hit is all it takes.
Sketching, crashing, uncontrollable shakes.
Delusions, confusion, your heart now breaks.

The sweet taste you'll always crave.
The addiction you'll fight until your grave.
Random rage you can't explain.
Guilt and sadness, forever pain.

Awake for days without sleep.
Inhale the smoke, smooth and deep.
Inhuman pleasure as you release your breath.
That will soon decease and turn to death.
Your tongue goes numb, such a rush.
Tingling touch, your cheeks feel flushed.

Never enough, you need much more.
Panic paranoia, shut and lock the door.
Absorbed to the core and lost in thought.
Laying on the floor waiting to rot.
Sought for help but nobody cares.
Cold and scared, disgusted stares.

You're beginning to look like the rest of them.
Frantically searching for your friend.
Under the couch? Under the table?
Another statistic; another label.

You greedily need
another hit.
One after another, you cannot quit.
A bottomless pit of sorrows and lies.
Consuming your mind, you won't be fine.
Blinded by the crackling rock.
Trapped in a room with an unbreakable lock.

You'll depend on it for happiness.
But the bliss you feel doesn't really exist.

Haunting you in your nightmare dreams.
Open your mouth to release silent screams.
Help me please, take it all away.
Pull me back when I go astray.

Reviews

[Decere Tiozon]

Again, I love this poem. So much more coherent and organized than the plagiarized version. The flow, the message—by God.

You will get the well deserving attention that you need anyways. Thank you for creating such a piece.

[C. Rose]

You have both the strong emotion and the strong technical skills to tie it all together.

This is much better than the plagiarized version. Again I'm so sorry that happened to you!

You deserve to have people know this great piece is yours and not someone else's.

[delmarie]

Thank you. This poem is about a horrible experience that I still fear will repeat itself, and when I shared it online, I had no idea people would claim it. I'm happy it has been shared so much around the internet, but it makes my stomach churn when I see someone attaching their name to the writing. Plagiarism of my poem has happened numerous times, and it's such a slap in the face. Plagiarism is hurtful. To take someone's experience and emotions and mark them as your own... Yes, poetry can be relatable, but she should have never put her name on it. I have a lot of work I want to share with people, but knowing how much this poem has been butchered really deters me from doing so...

[Riverz]

Plagiarism. Get over it, dear hearts. Welcome to the world wide web. If you write only for vain glory, get an agent. Or else, do not post your garble. It's that easy.

[delmarie]

Vain? Glory? Are you kidding me??? Plagiarizing is for vain and glory. If you write from your heart, then it is only natural to feel upset when someone steals and modifies your work.

[Decere Tiozon]

It's still very inconsiderate to do so. And the second she wrote it down, technically she has it patented. So . . .