the darkness is comfortable,
enfolds me like a blanket,
and the light,
the truth,
sears my eyes
but I know where the darkness leads
and I don't like it
very
much
Still,I can pretend I don't know
and journey on
the path
to
Hell.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I think this poem is vague enough that you needn't worry about it ringing true, because the sadness and despair you've expressed could be true of any person- addicts, or any other suffering for a bad choice. This is a poem to be proud of, not to apologize for.
This is YOUR poem, YOUR expression, YOUR take on addiction- and as you journey through life your perceptions, expressions and ideas will change and grow and you'll find your poetry grows right along with you.
I think this poem is quite good.
So there!
x
Tilly
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