Description: Sometimes we resort to various things to help us get away from our lives, from other people, from ourselves even...this poem seeks to explore this. I know of how it feels like, so this is a very frank, direct poem from me.
Since I lack the thing I seek the most
I raise my glass in an ironic toast
To my muse who teases my rationale
I dull my pain with this cheap ale.
Yes, substance induced happiness is all I get
They blunt the edges of memory and regret
You may scoff at their passing sensation
But they do provide a temporary satisfaction.
It’s the cheap stuff that has the greatest effect
Or at least that’s what they said when I checked
Not used to expensive wines or any kind of drugs
I get only the local brew in cheap, filthy mugs
What I look for is something to make me forget
In smoke, that sensation is not quite what you get
They just make you comfortable with that you lack
It doesn’t quite help you to forget that fact.
Alcohol is good because it softens your brain
And breaks down any barriers that remain
But I fear, my friend, that I’m way too dumb
To be trusted when I’m comfortably numb.
So what can I take to get some relief?
What’s that? I should take some of the leaf?
I’m afraid that doesn’t work so well
When I awake it’ll seem like a living hell.
What do I do now to lessen my pain?
Why do you stay silent, no answer remains?
Tell me quickly, which substance to choose?
Which of them can make me forget my muse?
Heh a nice poem. I also feel like that sometimes man although I tend to us Vodka when that time comes. Alcohol is good, weed is better but not when you have emotional issues. Weed tends to amplify feelings you know, so if you feel good you'll feel better but if you feel [censored]ty it will only get [censored]tier. This is agreat poem. I'll take a sip of rachiu in you honour!
It was very straight forward but very good,I have a little substance induced escape method.
I like how you are trying to escape your muse"most embrace it",leads me to think you may be a tortured artist,if so then we have a few things in common.My favorite part was "they blunt the edges of memories and regret"This is a good read and I cant wait to dive in deeper into your work.
thank you
Diablo
Submission Name: Substance Induced Happiness
