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Turn to your addiction!

Life can be a trial,
but you're never truly bound!
The movements of your mind
can pull you right around.

No one is there to stop you,
your life is yours alone.
Turn to your addiction,
to break your heart of stone.

Vibrations of the universe
will help you come unwound.
Sing a song of hope,
and follow every sound!

The music of the ages,
fills everything around!
I cannot live without the hope
that's in the form of sound.

Finding peace isn't simple,
it's something you must wait for.
Like a songbird it sings a
crisp clear beautiful round.

My biggest weakness
becomes my strength!
It holds me to the ground,
a premeditated plan for peace,
which has never let me down!

About This Poem

Last Few Words: If I could have one gift, it would be the gift of sound. It draws the atoms and the stars in space, back where they belong. My head, from time to time has fully come unwound. Music is the avenue that renews a stable state of mind. Even friendship can't compare to this power that I have found. It takes a song to soothe the beasts within my fragile mind. It leads me to safe pastures, where I can just unwind. Life is as the whirlwind when you're up you're up and when you're down, you've hit the ground. You have the ability to chase the darkness out. It all takes place because of sound!

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Ogden, Utah, USA

Favorite Poets: Jon Anderson, Jon Ondrasik, Donald Fagen, Sting, Eric Bloom , and all of the poets at neo.

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neopoet

neopoet

5 months 3 weeks ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem explores the interplay between struggle, addiction, and hope, using musical and cosmic imagery to frame the speaker’s experience. The structure is largely consistent, employing quatrains with a regular rhyme scheme, though there are some irregularities in meter and line length that affect the poem’s rhythm. The title and refrain, “Turn to your addiction,” are provocative, inviting ambiguity about whether addiction is literal or a metaphor for something more benign, such as music or hope.

The poem’s ambiguity is both a strength and a weakness. On one hand, it allows for multiple interpretations: “addiction” could refer to a destructive habit, or to an overwhelming passion (such as music). However, the poem does not clarify this ambiguity, which may leave readers uncertain about the intended message, especially given the generally positive tone in the latter stanzas. The phrase “premeditated plan for peace, / which has never let me down” suggests a redemptive or positive force, but the earlier use of “addiction” carries negative connotations that are not fully reconciled.

Imagery related to music and the universe (“Vibrations of the universe,” “music of the ages,” “songbird”) is effective in conveying a sense of transcendence and connection. However, some lines are abstract or generic (“Life can be a trial,” “your life is yours alone”), which weakens the emotional impact. More concrete details or specific experiences could strengthen the poem’s voice and make its themes more resonant.

There are moments where the rhyme feels forced or the syntax awkward, such as “Like a songbird it sings a / crisp clear beautiful round.” The enjambment here disrupts the flow, and the phrase “beautiful round” is somewhat unclear in context. The poem would benefit from attention to line breaks and phrasing to enhance clarity and musicality.

Overall, the poem raises interesting questions about the nature of addiction and the search for hope, but would benefit from greater specificity, more consistent tone, and careful attention to rhythm and imagery to clarify its message and emotional stakes.

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John Leslie O'Kelley

John Leslie O'Kelley

5 months 3 weeks ago

Turn to your addiction!

Music always has been my addiction, and has always provided a successful outlet for dis empowering emotion such as anxiety and grief. Though at times it does  just the opposite thing.

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

5 months 3 weeks ago

hello my friend,

Leslie,

I am always taken by your upbeat attitudes and your zest for life! You astound me, and I value your opinions as I know how honestly they are given! My favorite lines of this poem are:

My biggest weakness
becomes my strength!
It holds me to the ground,
a premeditated plan for peace,
which has never let me down!

much love, Cat

John Leslie O'Kelley

John Leslie O'Kelley

5 months 3 weeks ago

Turn to your addiction!

Thank you for being such a good friend, this is a strange time of year for me. I might get kicked out on Halloween! I have no one that will take me in! I'm not asking for help I'm maybe, just looking for emotional support.

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

5 months 3 weeks ago

I am so sorry,

about your situation! Unfortunately, all I can do is give you emotional support. Steven and I were just swindled out of our Retirement Savings. She is someone that I met on Neopoet, many years ago. I thought we were close friends for all the intimate things we shared. I grew to love her very much and I thought she felt the same from me. 

She wrote and told me that she was very ill and needed an operation. The problem was... she had been left an inheritance by her recently deceased father. But it was tied up in the court system because his new wife was contesting it...

Her living in Australia made it difficult to help, with anything but financial and emotional support. I could not go to her because I am mostly n a wheelchair and cannot travel alone. After she took us for all we have and almost broke up our marriage... my hands are tied. I want to give you so much more than moral support, but I cannot. I am lighting a white candle for you and wishing for a good solution for you. You have all my good wishes and *prayers. Please write and tell me how you are and if you are safe!

much love and hope, Cat

Geezer

Geezer

5 months 3 weeks ago

I guess...

I would say that you have a grip on this life and understand better than most. Music does indeed soothe the savage beast.  ~ Geez.

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