Stalactites

Trapped at the bottom.

You fear that your feelings are all wrong
So you take a hit from that bong

The sun is so faint.

You suspect that reality has been lost on you
Hell, maybe you’ll even try some glue

The walls are so slick.

You go through days with a lack of confidence.
Who knew life could be so bottomless.

You’ll do anything to escape this view

The pain is alive

Suffering seems to thrive

Everything in a nosedive

Grab some pills, take two.

Every step cautious

Like your fearing land mines.

The alcohol doesn’t work like it used to.

Can’t even get the strength to do a few lines.

Full blown cliche.

You heard your whole life

Drugs don’t take the pain away

But you still had to try.

Looking up the walls are too high

Hopeless to climb

Can’t escape this reality.

No replacing the past

Or changing the memories.

Only one thing left to try.

Take the pieces and shape them.

Only way to change what is real.

Accept your cave with sincerity.

In the glow of a true light

Stalactites take on new life.

2 comments

  1. Reply

    I really like this idea: that in a certain light these stalactites that cling actually take on new meaning depending on the light you view them, when juxtaposed against or in the context of these other very serious and pressing issues in mental health, particularly addiction–I just like the metaphor. Also, I like that the poem is light and not too lofty to fit the content of the poem. Perhaps I am over-reading it, but battling with similar problems myself, the escapes that become more of a crutch than a means of mind exploration cover up the circles of negativity we must certainly change before they add to the problem–crying for action. It reminds of even the conversations people have saying they have a problem or want to see progress, leaving the idea of psychology and entering sociology, where we want to see social change, but then the conversation falls flat without anyone doing anything to educate or become agents themselves of what they deem needs serious change, so that their problems continue to be problems or complaints.

    I like it.

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    1. Reply

      I’m glad you like it. Thanks for reading! I appreciate you well thought out response. I enjoyed the cave addiction analogy. With time I hope to develop it more.

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