Addictions

There’re odd places in this world
That I go to when I’m in pain
Dreadful places of comfort
That I poorly love to hate

I visit them when I see change
Surface like a tsunami
Like rage crashing through the fence
Of my unsealed heart melody

And I might stay or leave quickly
But always I pay a tribute
To the violence they’ve been holding
Waiting for me to take notice

There are many odd places
That I create and uncreate
As part of a daily routine
Happening behind curtains

While some have their own highways
Detailed maps, road signs, and stops
Others come out of nowhere
Out of the blue literally pop

And in some of them I have friends
Who made their odd ways towards me
In others I’m alone as hell
Cause in hell the devil is me

Coming back from odd places
Takes practice, and love, and time
When I’m pacing my own footprints
Wondering if it’s worth the ride

I raise my eyes up to the sky
And so does the shadow of me
And together we breathe the air
That was always worth breathing