Horrors Befall
The Existential Crisis
I've done things I'm not proud of...
The world for me
Since my very day of birth
Has been a torture chamber
In which I've grown quite used to
In the same way a zebra grows used to running from a lion
I've dabbled in things that make me sick
Fought addictions hard to kick
The world has stretched me thin and thick
I admit sometimes I want to die
Dark as hell
But I'd rather not lie
Everyone's searching for that one good high
And I...named curious onlooker
Observer of all
Has seen quite enough
Of the horrors befall...earth
Twas the sight alone that cursed me
Surely this it was
For I would swim in toxic waters
Rarely ever yielding love
And finding, with such bittersweet reminding
That the twisted light though blinding
Had done simply what it does
Steal happiness and joy...just because
Comments
Oh wow friend... that is painful for to read it strikes too close to home, I can
relate absolutely... you know this is hell if we make it that way and see it that way. ......or it is true, this can be heaven... if we choose to receive it.. there is the rub... it is so much easier I have found to just wallow in the dark and let it claim you,. rather than raise up and turn the light on,,, go figure'
Again best wishes for a Happy New Year]
violet
Thank you very much for your encouragement Violet!
The power in your writing really packs a punch. The pace was light and quick, I could hear the rhyme clearly at ever level of the poem.
Favorite line:
n the same way a zebra grows used to running from a lion
What moved me the most in the poem was the revealing of the addictions. When you are in a place of sobriety, you are able to reel from the past a particular unique perspective that cannot be duplicated by anyone. So, I say, keep writing about the issues and keep writing the way that you have done here. I felt the passion behind your words. There are markets for creative nonfiction and for overcoming adversity.
Thank you for sharing your poem.
I thought it was just me. 😱🍸... A toast to being tougher that these hard times.