My Addiction Poem by Lora Colon
My Addiction
I'm numb to the pain of loneliness,
Unable to feel its sting,
I can't respond to the emptiness,
Or the despair it used to bring
I can't remember the burning tears
I cried in my solitude,
Nor the long nights that were filled with fears
When terrifying thoughts would intrude
I found remnants of a chain I wore
That shackled me to a stone,
A dark abyss was mine to explore,
Where I always found myself alone
I vaguely recall the sleepless nights
Consoling my weary heart,
Forcing my spirit to soar to heights
Where I could smile, and healing would start
No longer is my fate predicted
In the sad song of the dove,
I'm drugged..... and hopelessly addicted
To the opiate that is your love!
I love how all of your poems have relatable messages that everybody has related to some point in their life, very well written Lora.
Could opiate be too strong a word? It brings up for me fears that I might be blind to the truth and not simply that I am estatic, joyful, or exhilarated. But in any case, and always, I am happy that you are happy.
love on hopeless addict, there's no better drug for life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 2:12:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An opiate called love is a potent substance! Good write.