Addiction is a curse.
Upon an afflicted soul
is a devil made deal,
Built by creative posturing.
In every worthless,
meandering idea,
I welcome
its gaze.
Lost in the torments of creative restlessness,
And the vagrancies of vanity,
Are the misgivings of addiction.
And I am trapped,
Left only with a bleeding mind,
Powered by over analyzed dreams
and a broken engine.
With each new drug consumed,
With each new fantasy explored,
I awake to find it again.
Addiction,
As it continues its course,
Is the near detachment of my soul.
Copyright (c) David DeSantis
'Bleeding mind, ' 'overanalysed dreams' are strong images that offer a glimpse in the world of addicts. A simple and strong poem.
A very deep and meaningful write David, addiction is indeed a curse, well penned my friend, 10 for this Lynda xx
Addiction, As it continues its course, Is the near detachment of my soul....i like this new definition of addiction. The theme is a real challenge. Bravo to you.
An insightful piece on the devastating effects of drug addiction, well conceived and nicely crafted with conviction. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing David.
Great read David! Powerful write, i agree with Triin addiction is like a fence! *10*! ! Best regards, Friend Thad
And I am trapped, Left only with a bleeding mind, Powered by over analyzed dreams and a broken engine it's just perfect. such a painful theme...so true i think it's true what i once heard: addiction's like a fence that keeps away your second chance
beautiful verses and yet the thruthness has never been told as this......drugs create hallucination and fake dreams...........eating your flesh slow and steady.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very deep write you've created here David, love your expression my friend.. A true poet! ! all the best Jon