Drunken Inspiration

I open my eyes and darkness greets me

I look around, void and emptyness I see

my temple, searing pain, sharp as blades

My vision returns as the Darkness fades

 

I stagger to my feet slowly I stand

In a r0om neither simple nor grand

I am home... No this place is simply a shelter

an empty husk of space like any other

 

Noise.. everyday sounds from outside I hear

Yet to me It is more than I can bear

each sound is like a bellow from the depths

tearing at my mind like a storm it swept

 

Body... heavy as lead each movement grueling

every gesture like a shriek through my very being

chaos pulsates through out my senses for each stir

every fiber of me screams as though the end is near

 

punishment of the sacred liquid for my indulgence

the sweet poison that beckons my obedeince

Honey of the gods and bane to the human soul

the fluid essence that binds the mind from its goal

 

Such agony for the drink of the ancients I endure

Oh why I yield to this torment I am unsure

The reason behind my willingness eludes me

this painful path will it be my eternal destiny?

Author's Note

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Reviews

[SarahV]

This poem is beautiful! I really like this stanza
"punishment of the sacred liquid for my indulgence

the sweet poison that beckons my obedeince

Honey of the gods and bane to the human soul

the fluid essence that binds the mind from its goal" :) Keep up the good work!