It's like a drug, an all-consuming obsession
Not injected but expelled
Numbing, pushing away the depression
As i explode, my demons are felled
It pours from me, not blood but ink
Leaving me alone with the eyes in the mirror,
Draining me of all the dark thoughts I can't help but think
Everything melts away; anger, pain, fear
All of it gone; I'm truly free
For the briefest instant, all is light
The shadows disappear, leaving only me
The pain's still there, but it's lost it's bite
I am untouchable, immune
All of their caustic words now just more sound
But this joy fades all too soon,
And I'm back where I started, somewhere below the ground
Great poem, brief happiness is often overshadowed by the constant pain one lives with for more than an instant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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