Cause & Effect
How have I led myself here?...
In searching for satisfaction, I have found death
in the form of sin, and at the cost of my breath‐
In looking for pleasure, I've found myself dancing within a fire
looking forward to it's end, and too close to find comfort in any form of desire‐
I hate our dances, now seeking any chance for an end
to no longer sway within such that sears my skin‐
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In seeking fulfillment,
I've come to know disappointment painfully well‐
For free of charge, boredom has chosen to be my ailment
I'd rather anything than this displeasure in which I tend to dwell‐
I'd rather keep myself far from desire's sight, voice, and hearing
that I might be right in my choice to wistfully want nothing‐
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In wishing for comfort, I have fallen for death
in the form of love and hate of my own breath‐
In reaching for relief, my hands have grasped sin
anything to be apart from this dissatisfaction‐
The desire to simply escape has become a wish of danger
one of many that leave my mouth in anger‐
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In searching for satisfaction, I have found death
in the form of sin, and at the cost an arm and a leg and my breath‐
The cause and effect of my wanting has left me, standing still in a fire
now only looking forward to it's end, far too close to find comfort in any form of desire‐
I hate our dances, now seeking any chance for any kind of end
that I may no longer sway within such that tears me from my limbs‐
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Thank You For Reading!!!
Here are some similar stories of mine, that I hope and want to be able to meet people where they're at in whatever they're going through.
About the Creator
Josh Morgan
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.


Comments (4)
I appreciate how honest this is about dissatisfaction. There’s no glamour in the struggle here, just clarity and weariness, which makes it resonate.
I’m also trying to quit smoking.
This poem feels very heavy and honest. I can feel the pain and confusion in the words. The repeating idea of fire, desire, and sin makes the feeling stronger and more real. Some lines are hard to read emotionally, but that shows how deep the struggle is. It feels like a true stream of thoughts from the heart. Thank you for sharing something so raw.
I can see this as a song or whispered. Skin limbs, breath ✨️