Chasing Dragons

I

One fix,
Perhaps a pill;
Just anything that numbs
The chains that seem to hold my flesh
A slave.

It sinks
And soothes my hope,
The world begins to fade,
But every touch now fills my heart
With hate.

They creep
And feel of ink
Obstructing all my veins,
A blackened sludge that lies beneath
This skin…

When I
Was chasing dragons
And strung out on the rack.
Just chasing dragons, guilty as
I am.

I know
This loss will kill,
But letting go the chase
To watch that dragon fly away,
Might save.

 

II

I love
Her gilded heart
And all the darkened clouds,
That linger o’er its’ regal shine
And beats.

I dreamt
To be the sun
That shined upon that gold,
Instead I shined corrosive shades
Of pride.

Alas,
For all my love
Was tarnished by that pride;
With jealousy and anger drawn,
I fell…

When I
Was chasing dragons,
And strung out on the rack.
Just chasing dragons, guilty as
I am.

I know
This loss will kill,
But letting go the chase
To watch that dragon fly away,
Might save.

 

III

My dreams,
These hopes of mine,
How easily they break
Like feeble porcelain falling on
A stone

And there,
The humble shards
Will make the earth their home.
My tears now water flowers o’er
Those graves.

The blood
And sweat I shed
To build the life I dream,
Has grown like roses rooted in
The sand…

When I
Was chasing dragons,
And strung out on the rack.
Just chasing dragons, guilty as
I am.

I know
This loss will kill,
But letting go the chase
To watch that dragon fly away,
Might save.