Killswitch

[JamesSavik]

Killswitch

Hash, speed, downers and cocaine,

All useful for easing the pain,

Acid, booze, valium and weed,

Helpful for when you feel the need.

But what is it that you really want?

Does it even have a name?

Is it pain or loneliness,

Or someone else to blame?

Can you even talk about it,

That pain inside your head?

Can you name the nameless fear,

That fills you so with dread?

Do you really want an answer?

To that which you already know.

Be careful, you might be human,

A few emotions might even show.

Stagger to work and sleep throgh class,

Finding solace at the bottom of a glass,

When you can't take the pain,

Take some more and shut down your brain.

[Guest rusticmonk86]

It's great, dude. Welcome! I like the play of words throughout your poem. It's poignant and pointed. In fact, it's lovely. Keep it up.

--Gabe