DimethylTimmy
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 29, 2008
- Messages
- 25
My dearest opiates,
Do you remember when
I used to have the best conversations with you?
Oblivious to the third party speaking.
Why should I care what they had to say? It made no sense,
Which made perfect sense to me, and so I smiled,
All the while listening to your ebb and flow in my veins.
The whole world watched in ignorance, clinging to the pain which held them back.
People spewed bitterness and putrescence, but not you.
No, you made it all beautiful.
The neighbors arguing upstairs,
The horrible violence in the news (and who could know violence after tasting my mistress?),
The stinking refuse of culture we're subjected to,
You sheltered me from the cares of a trivial life
You filled me with mirth, the likes of which I've never known
Oh, sooner or later I'd have to enter their world, play their games
But with you by my side I couldn't help but laugh.
Industry and politics couldn't stop you
Relationships and heartache were no match
My affliction was a trifle to you.
You've never once failed me
You held my hand and led me away
From the agony I had grown accustomed to.
It was you who cradled me in my time of need
Never once did you ask anything in return
Save for my undying devotion.
I'll never forget the day I met you
Waking up in that hospital, unsure how much time I had left
It was there in my ultimate distress
That I met my best friend, my lover
My dear, sweet opiates,
My truest companion and deepest desire,
How many days has it been now since I last tasted your heavenly nectar?
It feels like a lifetime
Yet not long enough.
When the world has gone to bed I lie awake dreaming of you
Realizing that I can never have you
Your magic runs deep and subtle
You slowly drain me of everything that connects me to humanity.
I don't mind -- you're all that I need,
But then you slip away in the night
Having taken all that you can from me you're never satisfied
You thrive on my desperation.
Enough! I say
Waking up from my sweet dreams
I won't lose anything more to you
We can't be together in this nescient wasteland.
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I must learn to live without you.
Sure life has its simple pleasures
A flower here, a cherry there
A late night discussion around the campfire
You make it all so much sweeter
Your absence desecrates all meaning
Leaving nothing but the decaying husk
Of a man doomed once more to walk in desolation.
But I must persist
I must strive to find another purpose
Maybe another love,
Something to lament in the future.
I won't dwell on your absence
I know we'll meet again,
If only in fleeting fits of passion.
The world vilifies our love
I'm not allowed the luxury.
Maybe someday when I'm old and feeble
When arthritis sets in and I'm too proud not to walk
Maybe then we'll reunite
And dream familiar dreams of forgetfulness.
We'll dabble in pleasures unimaginable, travel back to those days of bliss
And I'll die a happy man, with my one true love by my side at last.
Until then, my beloved opiates, be good to others as you were to me.
I will always remember you fondly.
Farewell, my love.
Do you remember when
I used to have the best conversations with you?
Oblivious to the third party speaking.
Why should I care what they had to say? It made no sense,
Which made perfect sense to me, and so I smiled,
All the while listening to your ebb and flow in my veins.
The whole world watched in ignorance, clinging to the pain which held them back.
People spewed bitterness and putrescence, but not you.
No, you made it all beautiful.
The neighbors arguing upstairs,
The horrible violence in the news (and who could know violence after tasting my mistress?),
The stinking refuse of culture we're subjected to,
You sheltered me from the cares of a trivial life
You filled me with mirth, the likes of which I've never known
Oh, sooner or later I'd have to enter their world, play their games
But with you by my side I couldn't help but laugh.
Industry and politics couldn't stop you
Relationships and heartache were no match
My affliction was a trifle to you.
You've never once failed me
You held my hand and led me away
From the agony I had grown accustomed to.
It was you who cradled me in my time of need
Never once did you ask anything in return
Save for my undying devotion.
I'll never forget the day I met you
Waking up in that hospital, unsure how much time I had left
It was there in my ultimate distress
That I met my best friend, my lover
My dear, sweet opiates,
My truest companion and deepest desire,
How many days has it been now since I last tasted your heavenly nectar?
It feels like a lifetime
Yet not long enough.
When the world has gone to bed I lie awake dreaming of you
Realizing that I can never have you
Your magic runs deep and subtle
You slowly drain me of everything that connects me to humanity.
I don't mind -- you're all that I need,
But then you slip away in the night
Having taken all that you can from me you're never satisfied
You thrive on my desperation.
Enough! I say
Waking up from my sweet dreams
I won't lose anything more to you
We can't be together in this nescient wasteland.
Though it brings tears to my eyes
I must learn to live without you.
Sure life has its simple pleasures
A flower here, a cherry there
A late night discussion around the campfire
You make it all so much sweeter
Your absence desecrates all meaning
Leaving nothing but the decaying husk
Of a man doomed once more to walk in desolation.
But I must persist
I must strive to find another purpose
Maybe another love,
Something to lament in the future.
I won't dwell on your absence
I know we'll meet again,
If only in fleeting fits of passion.
The world vilifies our love
I'm not allowed the luxury.
Maybe someday when I'm old and feeble
When arthritis sets in and I'm too proud not to walk
Maybe then we'll reunite
And dream familiar dreams of forgetfulness.
We'll dabble in pleasures unimaginable, travel back to those days of bliss
And I'll die a happy man, with my one true love by my side at last.
Until then, my beloved opiates, be good to others as you were to me.
I will always remember you fondly.
Farewell, my love.
I think this poem will help you on your departure.