Affliction

When do you set an addict free
She asked herself
To be free of the pain
And let the mouth finally run dry

When the blood is Polluted
To the point of evaporation
And spills from every orifice,
The tank is full

When denial is life
And words on repeat,
Do we break away
And let our safety release

When once bright eyes
Look back vacant and cold
Is it now the time
To let the stranger go

No more lying or living pretend
Own now your Destiny of how it will end

Reach my dear, reach to the stars
Drift high so the addict will fade,
Though the body will wither and die
Your soul at least, will be saved.

Poker Face

Short term elation hangs
Where addiction masks the madness
Painting a wealth of contentment
On a frustrated canvas of sadness

Pressure to spill fresh blood
Break the skin of self harm
Release the anxieties of coping
Take away the gamblers charm

The scabs of healed past
Become embers of the guilty
Punishing through instant gratification
Though quick healing leaves self pity

Hurting own form the true biggest gamble
As materials are soon won and lost
Scarring own human shell a sacred act
Giving relief but at what cost

Compulsions fight the middle ground
A hunger swell, holds no control
To ruin life through obsession
Leaves too great a debt to repay the soul.

CRY

When you go to sleep
I shall weep

In private, tears will fall
Requiring help, I won’t call

Cries drown my pillow
From days of sorrow

Always a restless hour
With thoughts turning sour

Awake in a personal hell
Mind is my prison cell

Cut me open, make it swift
Bleed me empty, as a gift

Blood shall be my last weep
Peace now, forever sleep