I’m powered or Empowered??

“The drowning man takes hold of his own hair.”- A Lithuanian Proverb

With an amazing life to live
And parties all night long
Life is beautiful, life is bliss
Filled day and night with song

When they look at me, they see

A maiden, Oh so fair!
A little nudge here, a sly smile there,
Trying to get into my lair.

Little do they know or see

The person hidden behind the mask
They just assume I live like a deity
And no one cares to ask

A lonely person in my home

Neither filled with warmth or light
I need that little pill to get to the next day
Or fight another sleepless night

The horrors of the days gone by

Still leave me catching my breath
When, just to enjoy the heights of life
I nearly jumped to my death.

My friends all smoked it now and then

Yet, they seemed just fine
I guess, I finally went overboard
When I crossed the line.

My insides burned with fury

And I doubled over in pain
I swore I wouldn’t smoke again
But my oath went in vain

“A near disaster,” that’s what I said

“It really did me no harm.”
I didn’t realise I had turned deaf
To my body’s own alarm

So, back again, in my lair

This time would be the last
But my mind lost control over me
And my heart stopped beating fast.

There it was, that bright red light,
The stop sign, I had ignored
“Live a little,” Life whispered to me,
“Before you turn cold.”

My journey from there, my battle for Life

Made me realise I could be strong
I had the power to steer my own life
And judge when I was wrong.

So here I am, on my own two feet
Now proudly standing tall,
I know I can pick myself up,
The very next time I fall.