Decision to DialteA Poem by Ashes of DisasterThe pain of addiction
Decision to dialate- to become the digrace-and in my place a hallow faith-what can you replace? I found a way to slow the pain and dance the hate- wonder why-not goodbye but hello to hell-cause in the end we all fall down-hit the ground and say “im addicted to…” better of you-finally a sickly truth to show all days the real side of me- cause I cant let this be-I need to be free from these chains-and in pain I scream out to the remedy of all my beloved black days-blood to brown- and the touch of ground-so what if I said I found the way? Would you still say you’d be right here waiting and anticipating my return? Forgive me as I enter into this and wake up hate and dialate-fake it-forsake it-I found the way- to end the bleed in me-dry my blood and embrace these days
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1 Review Added on December 18, 2008 AuthorAshes of DisasterSHelton,, CTAboutIm mark 25 from Connecticut. currently in vermont. i write poetry and mainly lyrics i also play music , guitar and sing. Use to play bass in a ct band called VERACITY. i love heavy EMOTIONAL rock and.. more..Writing |