Painkiller eases the sting
but doesn't touch
the sinking feeling,
doesn’t lessen
the ache within.
That lost river
of loneliness
which meanders
through this
desolate countryside.
Painkiller dulls
the strain of a torn heart,
but it can't piece together
the fragments,
the ruins left from
earthquakes tearing
your world apart.
It can't repair that
which was broken long
before the pain
could even start.
You pop the pill
for instant gratification
but no amount of sedation
will spare the mind
its own sea of pains,
no amount of medication
can ease the
waves on a choppy heart
that has hit the breakwaters
too many times.
Painkiller stops the feeling
but what of the person
that lives on feelings,
That floats upon emotions
like they were a vast ocean,
are they somehow
lessoned due to the pill?
Does it leave them sat,
just an island abode,
the tides pulling
away from him.
Leaving him alone.
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