We all talk about how the beautiful things, the prettiest ones,
are something that can't be put into words, something Ineffable!
specially those who claimed to have met God face to face.
But let me tell you this, the pain I endure, the mindlessness I adopt,
the countless nights of agony crying for a lot of different wrenches,
and even sluts, screwing my life over, over in the bar burning my liver,
feeding my affliction, letting my vile desire to live rot in addiction,
addiction to porn, aspirins, sex, drugs, music, alcohol, gossip,
mocking, cough syrup, reveling, and to destroying my heart
in every way possible, squandering every opportunity, every year,
every day, hurting me, hurting others
all this nonsense, all because I was afraid to dare, to love, to accept.
An entire youth apart from love, forcing it to happen,
how do you put all this madness into words...
Topic(s) of this poem: love, madness
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