An injured soul <br />Exhausted heart <br />Tired legs <br />Back aching with a heavy <br />Baggage of frustration <br />Painful, bleeding fists <br />Due to banging in vain <br />At the door of goodness <br />Embraces the unethical, <br />The illictf as it is available <br />A passion gone astray <br />An arrow of temptation <br />Directed straight at the weakness <br />The toxin of which <br />Spreads and gives an illusion <br />Of heaven in hell <br />As if being caught in <br />A whirlpool or a whirlwind <br />That requires tremendous <br />Strength of will <br />To break free <br />Inspite of a mind weakened <br />With giddiness and rotation <br />And raise the hands up <br />To be lifted high <br />Towards the ethical <br />Or lest be drowned deep <br />In the dungeon of addiction.<br /><br />maitreyee joshi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/astray-8/
