Pull the poison from my veins
Seven Months was not enough
Light shut out and hush had fallen
Alone with demons inside my head
They sink their teeth into my flesh
And then light fires within my blood
Laugh as I writhe in sweet agony
Tears carving runes upon my face
My mind calls out to the God above
Invoking the angels, the spirits, the gods
The forces of nature, the light and the wisdom
Crying, "Why have you made me this way?
Placed my dreams within my reach
To pull them from beneath my feet
My savior, a demon in disguise
Leading me down his dark trail
I cannot fail, yet chained to earth
Caught in between with my wings bound
Fated to fade into oblivion's dream
So let this cry tear from my throat:
What have I done to be this way?
Why do you sear this brand of pain
Across my already broken flesh?"
And with misery's last breath exhaled
Fatigue and pain untie my tether
To let me drift into temporary release
From the knowledge of a heart that will never heal.
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Author:
Azura Nightsong (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: As opposed to finding a picture that fit the poem, I decided to just show you my original scrawl. Hope you enjoy the poem, it's not *quite* about drugs.
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Comments1
There's a theory that all wounds are self-inflicted, as part of learning what we came to learn. Addiction and it's aftermath would certainly fall into this category. Strong poem depicting the struggle, Azura!
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