The Dark Place

by David Eckerson

Where one should not be
Know it’s wrong
Wanting to feel right … see
Help will stop
All that provides for we
Who suffer my dark
Chemical changes be
Synapse’s rage and fade
Strange dead dull becomes me
Can’t get effects
And not pay the fee
Strength, innocence, youth
Gone after My mighty
Experiences, comrades I love
Nightmares hope tear me
Family gives so much
Keep and bring me
Back where I belong
To Dave the happy