Field of Dreams
how time flies in an opiate haze
In suspended reality
I linger
Not alive, not dead, just
The purgatory of fields in bloom
The prison of a narcotic haze
It is no God I care to follow
Yet body and soul it owns
I crave it the product of beauty
the ultimate poison to my soul
Into a soft blanket of death
Disguised as momentary freedom
Freedom from all pain, all sorrow
all regret, all promises not kept
Life is suspended for me
Yet the clock keeps humming
Family grows old and dies
Yet I am in a slumber
Children take first steps
their first days of all firsts
I am a prisoner of my weakness
Prisoner of habit and circumstance
yet there are no excuses
that heal the broken dreams and promises
no, while I sit dazed,
the real people keep on
remembering all my wrongs
while I spend all my time
forgetting them
In the field of dreams
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Comments
Nice piece of work and well written
AMEN VIOLET!!... This is friggin' BRILLIANTLY honest and conveys a quiet foreboding that is most powerful!!.....I take Dilaudid regularly and have a SPINAL CORD STIMULATOR implanted on my spine to help me deal with pain.... so this piece is WAY more than just a simple poem to me..... it is a work that conveys VERY MUCH what is in my soul to say quite often...... So thank you for that.......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!....... great work dear poet sister!!.... well penned.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo. : )
Tony
I myself had a run with pain killers after I fractured three ribs in a car wreck.
It was something I can never forget and I learned a powerful lesson about
myself in the process. How an addictive personality grabs onto anything that will kill the pain. but it wasnt physical pain it was the deep seated
stress and trauma I had gone through in childhood... until I found a way
to deal with that.. I was going to keep it numb no matter what....
I admire you as a nurse and working with people with severe ongoing
iunrelenting pain.. I have an idea of what you undergo,.. and what you
rise above to show up for life...
my hat is off to you Tony... thank you for a comment that made me smile.
I am glad you liked it ... I did too...
violet
Tony what is kind of interesting that I wrote this as a field of dreams and you wrote yours about fields of heather,,, just a odd coincidence i think i wrote mine or posted it before yours i wiill check. and this poem just wrote itself like channeled.. well kind of..
violet