The Heroic Woman (A True Heroine)

by Christian Campos   Apr 4, 2011


A sweet addiction
A dangerous need
Calloused veins
in a hallway bleed
With hazel eyes, she looked at me
to show me what I've never seen
With hazel eyes, she looked at me
to show me what I'd never see

With hazel eyes, she looked at me
before my blood was pure as wine
She knew I couldn't live without
her eyes upon the eyes of mine

Impeded breaths, a clouded mind
In insomnia, alone I'd strive
Impeded deaths, the pain I'd find
The greatest pain is I'm left alive

To let her go, the pain I'd know
wouldn't take me from the pain I'm in
Coursing through my open veins,
my girl has kissed me once again

My heart is slow
but still I know
it beats for you
and only you
Calloused veins
collapse in vain
to only have a dream untrue

But with bluer eyes
like bluer skies,
another woman came to me
She said I'll course
through your veins
if you'll course through the veins of me

With heavy legs,
I ran to her
With heavy arms,
I held her tight
I held her through the restless days
I held her through
the restless nights

And still through all the grayer skies,
she held me shaking by her side
And still through all the blatant lies,
she'd be only the truth I'd hide
And still through all the horrid nights,
she'd be my truest, sweetest dream
And still through all the needs I might,
she'd be the only thing I'd need

My sweet addiction, my only need
The only thought inside my mind
With bluer skies, so finally
the silver's left a clouded line
With the bluest eyes, she looked at me
when before my blood was pure as wine
She knew I couldn't live without
her eyes upon the eyes of mine

To better understand the poem (and the drug):

Believe it or not, this poem is about heroin. Heroin is a dangerous drug mostly because the user begins to need it to survive--- A need like water to the deserted or like air to the one who drowns. Love is a dangerous drug as well for all the same reasons unless you're lucky enough to find someone so heroic they help you fight your way through all the battles. In this story, our heroin addict found his heroine and survived because of her.

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