Rosewood Apothecary
Rosewood Apothecary
Oct 09, 2023

The Dive

Poem Body

This phantom I’ve become
Starved for incessant connection
Unable to express this need
Permanently disconnected from myself

Peace and joy are emotionally expensive
I find myself at the toll booth of happiness
With little currency and less resolve
I’m given to choose the road of pain

It’s not that I’m entirely joyless
I suffer from intense bouts of happiness
I find no muse in this space, no inspiration
I can manifest no art if I’m satisfied

And so I dive
Without caution and fully headlong
Into my addictions
My sweet, safe, self destruction

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S.A., USA

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.

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Comments

Geezer

like yourself, many of us find we are. I found this to be plain, but simply marvelous as to the many nerves it has touched with so much grace. Great stuff! Nice to see you back to writing, I've missed you. ~ Geez.
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Lavender

Hello, Tim,
How intense...and direct. I feel the turmoil here.
It is good to see you writing. Like Geezer, I've missed you and your many talents.
I hope you are well!
Lx

RoseBlack

So much truth in this simple yet fantastic write. Nice to see you back! Hope you are well.