Manic Depression & Opium Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

Salty Tears
May entwine with my fears
Yet, true love will never pervert me.

Riddles and Rhymes
My life; they define
Yet, sorrow may never desert me.

Powerful Dust
Consumes my life now—it must!
And, Desire, it does confuse me.

Sin-Ridden Grief
May suck the life out of me
Until happiness, it only excludes me.

Needles and Syringes
Seem to throw me right off the hinges
And, only my mania is there to catch me.

Hysterical Tears
Can blind all the glares
Yet, endlessly—it seems they test me.

Swallowing Pain
Drugs right through the vein
And, the Darkness, it does seduce me.

Body Shivers, Then Sweats
As I sit overwhelmed with regrets
And, still, you are there to confuse me.

Junkies Do Crawl
Out from under the wall
But, it is my face that does surprise me.

Fallen from Grace
Like a horse losing the race
And, mercilessly, they seem to despise me.

A Cringe and a Wince!
Following with pain, ever since
Yet, the Needles, they still invade me.

Vulture-Like Fiends
Ignoring my pleas and my screams
And, still, they do persuade me.

States of Depression
Panic-Stricken Obsessions
Yet, still, I try my best to ignore them.

Mind, Starts to Drift
Losing my talent and gifts
But, still, I try my best to restore them.

Anger and Loathe
From them—I feel both
Yet, I refuse to berate them.

Torches and Flames
Strike —As I place the blame
And, I can't seem to escape them.

Mood Swings Invade
My life and mind, every day
So, to self-medicate will sedate me.

Opium and Depression
Will never allow my succession
And, forever, it seems they'll invade me.

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