Written by tornDecember 7, 2016December 7, 2016 Plights It’s sad How my mind hates my soul How my emotions are ignored By the opium that is brain Low and hanging by a bullish thread Quick to droop Praying to anarchy My mind is lost And my soul can’t redeem it Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related 2 thoughts on “Plights” ‘By the opium that is brain,’ damn, that’s so spot on. Love this. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.