In the arms of despair Don’t worry shell take good care of me there Water is running hot and coming in fast This numbness inside of me will soon pass
Im cradled in her arms on floor my body spewing her palette of colorless hues The pied piper is approaching its time to pay my dues Can you here him calling as he sings a song of forgotten sorrows She promises me this is my deliverance for there will be no tomorrow
I pray Ill see the light from heavens gates Im sure it will not come Ive left so much destruction in my path too much to overcome You had a life envisioned a plan to execute to perfection Weight that I burden myself with has lead me in a different direction
Im still alive I feel so dazed and lost does she no longer care I search my mind I search my body for the arms of despair Has she given up on me as everyone else has already done Does she not know how much I adore her , shes defeated me she has already won
It is not I who needs safe jacket from drowning Stop kicking that door in I will find my way back here again and again I know you are confused, scared and unprepared Don’t worry Im in the arms of despairs she always takes good care of me there.
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
I witnessed a drug overdose of someone who survived, this is my way of dealing with it trying to view it from their point of view.
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CJ