Sinclair Azubuike

Rookie - 0 Points (1986 / London)

Pain & Poetry - Poem by Sinclair Azubuike

Tears pouring from my eyes
Those pieces of paper
You could see on the floor
Covered in poems
Were the medication
Which fell from my hands
When I wrote
What I had to write

When alone
The poetry was the one thing
That was used to self medicate
Pain relief
Even if it was just for a few moments

Using a pen
To relieve me of the burdensome
Inner turmoil
That wouldn’t leave
Until I released it somehow
Through death, rage or poetry
The only options
Which confronted me

As I sat in a pit of despair
I searched for a meaning
In a dictionary
Suffering in silence
Dying slowly inside
Poems were the pills
That kept me alive.


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  • (6/11/2013 10:43:00 AM)


    Intense! I love it! Piercing my heart. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013


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