It Burns And The Heat Consumes Me
It burns
Despair
It burns, and the heat consumes me.
An addict caresses a tainted needle on his groin,
His Spirit soars into the stratosphere,
Released by the complexities of a potent cocktail.
Meanwhile, the System sends Jim to prison
Yet again, his 100th time.
A roller-coaster of a ride of easy meals,
Same old treasured friends;
Prescription meds,
And a penchant for complacency.
It burns, and the heat consumes me;
Hope lies on the ether like dark clouds.
Meaningful dialogue is pushed asunder,
To the bleeding reservoir of the Soul.
Sitting on the shadowy abyss of lost opportunities,
Of broken dreams, I inhale only the smell of sooth.
Cans, garbage, and restless thoughts,
Now litter my aloneness; my emptiness.
For the first time, I feel unready,
Afraid to live; yet terror stalks my passing.
Tramp lying on pavement
It burns, and the heat consumes me;
I’m all alone, desperate to survive.
In this harsh, brutal jungle of despair,
I sit on the cold, sharp, unyielding face of winter.
My Heart stings like nettles, as I pull
On the numerous layers of malodorous blankets,
A ‘wee’ comfort to my sodden Soul.
My lamentations are copious,
My beauty a grey mist, like clouds,
Dying on the horizon.
Despondency, O despondency,
You dye my Heart with blood, not beauty.
_Manatita, The Lantern Carrier, Copyrighted, 2nd September, 2016.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
Despondency
Despair and Despondency
Have they affected you harshly?
© 2016 manatita44