Mark Sane

Rookie (1987 / Uzbekistan)

Addiction - Poem by Mark Sane

A razor blade, my love, and I walked it,
Along it's silver edge, cutting my feet
Struggling to keep my balance as it bit
Deep into my skin with no way to treat
The ache any strong drug would make inside
To unleash the ravenous way I feel
And keep me shackled. Restricted by pride
From aid. Broken in, love's servant I kneel,
Head bent, eyes red with lack of sleep at night
I pray to god to take me off love's blade
Having slipped. Into my throat it does bite
Spilling blood, making my deranged thoughts fade.
Though I ask for release in sanity
While I walk love's blade it will never be.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 7, 2005

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