I Want To Be Happy'
Another sleepless night on the streets
I think I'm going insane
With all
these voices
Inside my head
Telling me stories
Mostly threat...
Addiction isn't my friend
All
it has done is cause me pain
Thus
Bringing forth more friends
But
These things
Are evil
Tormenters of the mind
In search of the soul
They attack
and
wear down the psyche
A familiar practice in hell
Where love is preyed upon
And
happiness is a smile
As
he with the dead eyes tortures another soul endlessly
All I hear is screaming
Coming from such a nasty little thing
A bad spirit that's trying
Me....
It's voice so vile
I've killed many
Devils and demons were the worst
Killers of a child
And
Yet .... I still struggle with.
A product of the choices I've made in life
Drugs and gluttony calling my name
Deadly sin was bad
But
Sadness is the same.
Addiction is the voice inside my head.
It won't get my soul
So it says it'll settle for my death ...
I said.... I have time.
Open your eyes
and
See that a kingdom come is without crystal meth.
The Love in me.
It's Time.
Copyright © Paul Gardiner | Year Posted 2022
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