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Chemical Paradox
Chemically changing
Life rearranging
Happiness estranging
Mind deranging
Punishment looming
Future glooming
Slavery grooming
Everything unassuming
Bound by chains, I smelted myself
Concealed by shadows, without the stealth
Giving my knowledge back to the shelf
Seeing a mirror and someone else.
Eyes without soul, no more to see
Lungs without breath, I can not breathe
Words become hollow, don't know how to be
Scared without fear, get away from me!
Life rearranging
Happiness estranging
Mind deranging
Punishment looming
Future glooming
Slavery grooming
Everything unassuming
Bound by chains, I smelted myself
Concealed by shadows, without the stealth
Giving my knowledge back to the shelf
Seeing a mirror and someone else.
Eyes without soul, no more to see
Lungs without breath, I can not breathe
Words become hollow, don't know how to be
Scared without fear, get away from me!
Published 18th Apr 2024
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18th Apr 2024 5:54am
Scared without fear… that was chemically explosive to me that is… a great poem
18th Apr 2024 5:57am
I really appreciate your positive feedback. Thank you, deeply and truly.
18th Apr 2024 6:11am
indeed a chemical chain shackled by fear of pain and an anxiety so great it can't be understood my mortals fake it till you make it never worked for me I slip the chain but I'm trying to forget more than one life, more than one type of pain... I wish you courage on your journey and for me I don't cower when I'm faced with a final choice...
18th Apr 2024 10:48am
Great vulnerable write.i understand all too well
a chemical addiction.
Last stanza powerful.
Sending you a big hug
a chemical addiction.
Last stanza powerful.
Sending you a big hug
20th Apr 2024 00:44am
This really does "scream out volumes" of definable literacy of losing oneself to substance abuse. It really does leave you lost and takes everything from you. Truly, a curse. I think this is evocative, emotionally, as I am a recovering addict myself. Some people may not know how touch-feely that can be. It's like someone places a permanent dread within you, that only slowly gets better over time. You CAN find what it is that you need to break free and become yourself without the depersonalizing saturation of psychoactive substances. I am living proof. Poetry is one good outlet. The intoxicating lubrication of social persona through self-medicating, as superior and synthetic as it seems, is just untrue. I hope you find your identity.
