Heroin 7 Poem by Tamir Greenberg

Solitude endlessly driving you on,
Every foundation you'd smash if you could,
You're bent on destruction, body and soul,
Like child overjoyed at the new game ahead.

Your strength and your reason you brandish at nothingness,
Negatives you have exalted like prayer,
With such nimble energy, boundless and reckless,
You'll ravage your heart in a fire of despair!

But the darkness of oblivion will scare you.
Fear of death, the menace of life, they're much the same.
Accursed bloom of youth, it has nothing to give you
But a place you can't grow in, nor yet fade away.