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Addictive insanity
Levels of insanity I couldn't fathom.
A broken soul behind lifeless eyes.
Traumatizing to witness this pitiful demise.
Another walking paradox
within the emptiness of delusion,
living behind a disguise.
Elevated to extreme levels of empathy.
In this madhouse the atmosphere feels excruciatingly empty.
Wasn't long before
I realized
the looming presence of
madness
surrounds this illusory paradise.
Could be a nice place if it wasn't oozing with toxic energy.
An addict losing her grip on "reality", whatever that is.
All I know is its not the way this lost soul lives,
That's not the way anyone should live or treat themselves.
A severed connection between
body and mind.
Mind races uncontrollably
body to broken to keep up.
Then all you have is a person who is stuck.
Going in circles
lost in a lonely loop of lunacy.
Meth induced madness.
As I observe this hyper mess, while under the influence of mushrooms mind you, I feel sadness for her.
A person so empty inside,
angry and narcissistic on the outside.
Fills the void with poison to avoid the deep rooted self hatred.
Constant chemical consumption leads to eventual self destruction.
Chasing euphoria to escape the pain never Leaving her brain.
The face of a meth addict,
gaunt and skeletal.
The pipe taunts her.
this addiction haunts her.
To absorbed in this insanity.
A broken soul behind lifeless eyes.
Traumatizing to witness this pitiful demise.
Another walking paradox
within the emptiness of delusion,
living behind a disguise.
Elevated to extreme levels of empathy.
In this madhouse the atmosphere feels excruciatingly empty.
Wasn't long before
I realized
the looming presence of
madness
surrounds this illusory paradise.
Could be a nice place if it wasn't oozing with toxic energy.
An addict losing her grip on "reality", whatever that is.
All I know is its not the way this lost soul lives,
That's not the way anyone should live or treat themselves.
A severed connection between
body and mind.
Mind races uncontrollably
body to broken to keep up.
Then all you have is a person who is stuck.
Going in circles
lost in a lonely loop of lunacy.
Meth induced madness.
As I observe this hyper mess, while under the influence of mushrooms mind you, I feel sadness for her.
A person so empty inside,
angry and narcissistic on the outside.
Fills the void with poison to avoid the deep rooted self hatred.
Constant chemical consumption leads to eventual self destruction.
Chasing euphoria to escape the pain never Leaving her brain.
The face of a meth addict,
gaunt and skeletal.
The pipe taunts her.
this addiction haunts her.
To absorbed in this insanity.
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