voodoo

             
come into the dark              
where the colors of my soul              
bleed black from addiction            
             
shaded in my grief              
the shadows cast              
have long reaching arms              
             
they grip me as i sleep              
& hold tight when I awaken              
             
i'm deaf             
to the reasoning of my heart              
it's a dark artist              
casting its voodoo              
             
i walk as one lobotomized              
without thought or feeling              
ignoring tomorrow's warnings              
of sure disaster              
             
i continue on my path              
towards the edge of self ruin              
not heedful of the corpses              
left by mistakes past              
             
so many headstones              
in my cemetery of regret              
             
their ghosts haunt              
my tortured soul              
they remind me i've been here            
once or twice before              
             
i had to claw my way out              
of insanity's darkness              
i was nearly lost to my delusions              
forever stuck in the madness            
             
with no one to love              
or even come visit                
             
because i pushed everyone out of my life              
& they no longer cared for me