In this dark world the light is needed
The feeling of euphoria the feeling of joy
We all have sources to bring us the feeling
But some are better then others you see
Some people turn to others
A friend, family or even a partner
Others turn to objects they admire
A phone an instrument or anything with meaning
Many turn to Alcohol to ease the pain
Some turn to drugs so euphoria fills the brain
Beer, Vodka, Pills and weed
But how long will they last before they leave
People come but people go
Friends drift apart and relationships split off
Some stay for your whole life but you're still mourning
For death can take them without warning
Objects are similar no matter how special they may be
Sometimes they break or catch dust on a shelf
What if you loose them or leave them somewhere
For even those things can ware and tear
Alcohol and drugs bring joy and euphoria
The pills get popped and the bottles break free
But after the nights finished and a new day arises
Its back to sadness, hangovers and unwanted surprises
If its not people or objects or even the drugs
What can bring happiness that'll never leave
Its the reflection that looks back at you oh you see
For the one I should make the source is Me
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Life, Death & Everything in Between
PoetryA book full of poems I have written about anything and everything I can think of writing about. There is no set genre it can be about something as insignificant as a bridge to something as relatable as heartbreak. Hope you enjoy
