I am alone, at least so it seems.
I cannot breathe.
I can't break free.
The voices get louder with each passing day.
I cannot run.
I can't break away.
Somebody please help me,
I can't help myself.
I am falling apart,
I am losing senses.
The concrete looks warm
and my thoughts are persuasive,
for they've grasped my arm.
I can no longer face it.
The screaming,
the shouting,
the words that they say..
The voices get louder with each passing day.
When I am gone
and the memories fade,
the only thing staying will be
a blood stain.
About the Creator
"Letting go of my ego"
Shadows deep, where whispers lie, A soul entwined, where echoes cry. In veins, a dance of sorrow's bane, Where shadows dance in endless refrain.Each needle's touch, a fleeting bliss, Yet chains of darkness, tighter than this. In veins once pure, now rivers tainted, Where dreams once bright, now forever painted.The body trembles, a vessel frail, As heroin's grip, a merciless tale. With each inhale, a numbing shroud, Yet deeper within, a silent vow.The brain, a battlefield, neurons torn, Memories fade, like petals, worn. In dopamine's embrace, a false solace found, Yet truth be told, it binds, not unbounds.And what of the soul, once vibrant, free? Now shackled by this cruel decree. In shadows deep, it yearns to soar, Yet trapped within addiction's door.But hope remains, a flicker small, Within the heart's eternal hall. For even in the darkest night, A spark of light can ignite.So let us reach, for hands to hold, And break the chains, however bold. For in the journey, lies our fight, To reclaim the day, from darkest night.
By Exclusively Speaking with Love'Nia Renee 7 days ago in Poets
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