An Artist's Survival Poem by Locura Alaam

My days are damnation, my nights are injections
I live my life, there's so much contradiction
I no longer know where's the distinction
Between reality and the so called fiction
Wish I see the way for the right action
To be done but there is no direction
There's just too much friction, and a growing tension
They've ceased my motion, I'm stuck in depression
I try to move on, but there's so much deception
Everywhere I turn, there's a reflection
Everything can pass but seems I'm an exception
It's like having detention in another dimension
I want no extension; I want to depart...
I need to find a way to fate outsmart
You can shatter me apart
Take away my heart
Toss me back to the start
Leave me far from smart
But keep me my art...