The Dark Remedy
Feeling it in me,
I am touching its effect on me,
I am hearing it slither between my sins
I am carrying the dark remedy,
For years, searching for the cure,
But in me, the pain was pure,
My tormented heart would adapt the sorrow,
But it would continuously hurt,
Sometimes I would ignore,
Just to avoid seeing my heart sore,
But the pretending would always fail
And lead me into another trail
Of dimness,
Choices were never made,
Questions remain to be answered,
Confusion and incomprehensible thoughts,
Would always lead into more darkness,
I never understood the key to this pain,
For comprehension is obscured,
I desperately called for the remedy,
But it never was found,
Hopeless, I ended
Sadness, I befriended
I lost all the optimism in me,
I lived on the edge,
A vague light
Created by my sufferings
Lived within me, and
Made a difference,
THE DARK REMEDY,
I smelt it,
I felt it,
Inhabit my soul,
Venomously burning, leaving the cure I needed
Setting me free…
Copyright © Farah Chamma | Year Posted 2006
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