Perspective Overdose

Perspective Overdose …

perspective overdose

No one of yet has developed a language

or a lexis that confirms my point of view.

In the darkness with the angles and anguish

and the heavy baggage I’m attending to—


Empathize with me, no need to misconstrue

There’s so much trouble teeming in these veins

Not every morning sky is azure blue

Sometimes it grey, and sometimes its rains—


And sometimes the answer is not defined

so maybe the key to freedom is you

You, the cancer propaganda designed

Sometimes I wish that I could vanish too


And discover the meekest answer to find,

It’s true; these words seem like they’re such a waste,

A bunch of empty meanings combined

Another message that was killed in haste,


Erased and replaced by a demon unchaste

Nothing worse than being stabbed by your own knife,

How these words have their terms and their space

Though nothing I write could hit you harder than life


And in life were moments I’d hoped to replace

The moments you were close to the coffin

Often times I couldn’t wear the straightest face,

At this pace I was the one grieving losses


Of course there were skeletons in my closet,

And honestly we fought back then and quarreled

And their bodies were evident of my forfeits

and the many times that I had spiraled.


In the bottle and the pills I paid homage,

A hostage of false promise and of remedy

The hollow shell my simile for knowledge

The drama I played out for all to see.


And that was just me, my sad effigy,

to the pharmacy I was ever devout

My anomaly was my true identity,

A good farmer could see what needs cropping out


And I was a bad weed, as I could recount

A travesty of gravity’s apogee

My mother and father just couldn’t account

as my empathy was always an absentee.


And happily I lived as a derelict

The heritage inherited from surrogates

with the demons I haven’t conquered yet

And the weakness where abstract is evidence.


And specialists, pessimists and therapists

They come at me affectionate and cordial

Each with a testament of my pestilence

and me the genesis of their fortunes.


I realized the horseman in all this burgeoned

I mused how your kiss tasted better with smack

How the ceilings cracked and I felt the endorphins

In the sorted portions of my snorted snack


And I locked with your lips and it was gorgeous

But in all this I realized that I was alone

An epiphany of ecstasy I cannot ignore was,

On smack there was a different me with different bones—


A universe where I was prone to levity

A sinister value of frightening thought

An entity of deviltry and revelry

a crackpot so carefree of being caught.


And the microcosms of milliseconds

Passed by like the hours of endless days

The haze was like angel praising the heavens

Ablaze in the rays of the heavenly blaze


And I stoked up the fire as providence

Thinking why wouldn’t anyone want this to stay

Not cognizant of all the consequence

My incompetence of common sense would play


The ominous omnibus of anonymous

and how this story could be you some day.

How wantonness and drugs are synonymous

Of a lifetime of grief that does not pay.


Paul Neglia
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

7 thoughts on “Perspective Overdose

  • March 21, 2018 at 3:53 PM

    Wow! Very well penned piece on why one should avoid such an addiction. I know it is fiction, Paul, because you marked it as such, but I cannot put the verse in fiction when it is poetry. Great work my friend.

    • March 21, 2018 at 4:06 PM

      Ok no problem. I was confused on how to label it seeing as this is not a personal experience for me. Thank you so much for your kind words my friend.

  • March 21, 2018 at 8:00 PM

    If life was easy, there would be no point to it. The greater the struggle, the more learning is offered, if we can only have faith in the process. Nicely penned and emoted Paul, as we all have the darkness within us, the doubts that lead us to wrong conclusions and the potential to survive life’s challenges and prosper in soul and mind. Cheers!

    • March 25, 2018 at 6:44 AM

      Thank you so much Tony. If only the process wasn’t mangled so many times and it looked like it’s original self, then maybe we could. Blind faith is a disservice to the mind. I agree that challenges make life interesting, but what happens it someone doesn’t learn from those challenges. Thank you so much for your great comments.

  • March 24, 2018 at 4:11 AM

    This is so well written, expounding on and encapsulating those trials of becoming and being addicted. So many factors to be considered, which you have so carefully constructed, as if you are the one who is cracked. There is a knowledge here, amid the written word, which while hitting the nail, is also driving it farther inside. This I felt, without feeling from my past experiences. Very well written. my friend!

    • March 25, 2018 at 6:48 AM

      I, myself have dabbled in addiction, but not to this extent. I used to smoke cigarettes for a good 17 years, now 4 years free, but same concept only less dangerous results, they get you long term. I had a friend at work who was addicted to everything from heroine to pills, he even got addicted to methadone which is he drug given to curb your addiction to heroine. I went through a lot with him. I speak from outside experience. Thank you so much for your kind words my friend. Much appreciated.

      • March 26, 2018 at 8:26 AM

        Paul, I smoked heavily for 13 years…2.5 packs per day of Raleigh filters…I mean, they had the coupons and were smoked by my best friend. Everyone smoked, and twas the thing to do. Free of them since 1978, when I was paying 27 cents per pack. Quite a deal, eh? So I know about addiction. Take care, my friend!

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