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Pain Relief

 

Pain Relief

 

She slips a stick of her prescription

Between dry cracked and grimaced lips

Waits for the stoned reaction

To reach her finger tips

Smokey rings of pungent odor

Swirl above her face

Her body floats, of its own accord

Strangely feeling out of place.

Another long and breathless drag

Relief is hitting home

The music in the background

Fades to a pleasant drone

The lights upon the wall

Take on oddly bending shapes

Magnifies all colors;

Paths for pains escape

Ragged breathing eases

Again inhale; exhale

Idle thoughts a teasing

… she escapes her hell.

— Tonya, Mar 02, 2009

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Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 3 months ago

Outstanding Images

really good enjoyed the poem though I can't relate to it, I can really see the images jump from the page ~~~~~~~~~ Be whoever you are At all times, and Remember that Because of this, people will Always Respect, and Admire you ©2008Leonard Respectfully Yours, Barbara
Tonya

Tonya

17 years 3 months ago

Thank you Barbara. Some

Thank you Barbara. Some poetry is almost as addictive when i read. Words can take us places and show us things, that for a while, we can lose ourselves in. (sorry,lol, i ramble on...) I am glad you enjoyed and can see the perspective. Thank you much for reading. Always Sincere, Tonya
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orgami

17 years 3 months ago

Love this poem Tonya

with addictions that moment from pain to euphoria escaping in the same time feeling negative concavity nuetral bouyancy chasing the dragon some chase forever losing themselves giving internal organs will to life away for that desperate escape oh how I know this not so delicate inbalance keeping an eye on those who have sailed away only shallow breaths like gentle waves on a star shone beach they dont need a beacon fire they are with the stars away from pain regret lonesomeness emptiness and some leave with them come pink mornings Your comments as your poems provoke much thought from me my freind thank you for stirring my fire and sitting a spell
Tonya

Tonya

17 years 3 months ago

on the surface, people

on the surface, people believe me to be this outgoing, almost always happy person. What they can't see is what flows beneath. I suppose most people are the same. Friends are essential to our well being, but even with them, at times we are so alone. (The crowded room syndrome! lol) The balance you speak of is indeed tenuous. Slippery at times. I understand pain. Both the physical and mental. Perhaps that is one reason I am so drawn to your own works. Thank you for your understanding in this work and i am glad it stirred your emotion. I knew you could relate, just from what i have read. Isn't it a good thing people can not read minds? They would probably not like the things that lurk there. (now, that sounds bizzare! lol) Always Sincere, Tonya
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loveyu74848

17 years 3 months ago

well aunt tonk i am most

well aunt tonk i am most certainly glad they can't read mine... it's a dark and scary place in there... lol... no one wants to see our deminsions... that is why we have to have a circle of friends... that way for each they can take a little different side than the other... no one can handle the full onslaught of our crazy selfs when pull back the layers of smiling faces... that is the way i see it anyway... i have slightly askewed vision... hmmm is it askewed or skewed... idk... lots of love... and a hug for your dark side christy
Tonya

Tonya

17 years 3 months ago

lol, thanks, from both of

lol, thanks, from both of us! :) and i think you are right... different people address different needs of our multiple layers! (askew, or 'a skewed' or skewed) lol but, i had to look it up to make sure. Thanks sweetie Tonk
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 1 month ago

Tonya....

I am ashamed of myself for not commenting on so many of your poems... I plan to rectify the error of my slack ways... this is so well written, so real... so easy to step into with your words... Richard
Tonya

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

I hold no grudges! lol

I am glad you are reading though (mine!). I like to share my thoughts, even if sometimes, they are fantasy. I can really identify with the persona in this piece though. There are times, i envy that total feeling of escape and relaxation. no pain. lol Thanks again, sir. Always, Tonya