Thursday, 19 August 2010

On Spades and Pills

The tapping of this keyboard reassures me that I have something to say,

When I know that beneath the layers of my decaying persona

Lies nothing but a confused anaesthetized pain.

And yet I go on, digging deeper, scratching away

at the surface, hoping to reveal some answer, some fate.

But the spade never hits stone, never reaches solid ground.

I am baseless, without foundation.

The digging will never end.

I must blunt the blade.

I must take the pill. 

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