absence.

[not_broken_420]

Just a poem I wrote about addiction.

at first you lie to yourself
i’m in control
it’s under control

denial
gradually morphing to comfortable acceptance
like a cataract
why bother when you can’t h i d e it anymore
acknowledge and dismiss
repeat

hollow promises of changes to come
knowing before they leave your lips
there is no substance
a red ribbon on an empty box

half-heartedly pondering each way out
and you’ll never utilize an opportunity
looking through the open door with a blank stare
remaining motionless

each time becoming worse
each time leaving you more empty

empty
as if drops of your soul have fallen from your eyes
watch the tears evaporate
like the last remaining drops of a summer storm
left on the pavement as the scorching sun rises

once a revitalizing elixir
has become the ominous monster
lurking just beyond the point where
shadow meets light
you’re simply buying time until he drags you down
push him away and pull him close

getting involved, falling d e e p e r
everything else dissolves into
nothing else
the candle melting little by little
you watch as the wax is
dripping away

you have the power to s.t.o.p. it
but do you have the desire

 

[Strawberry_lovemuffin]

That was EXCELLENT. "Morphing into comfortable acceptance, like a cataract".... powerful and unusual imagery which really hit home. A number of other phrases I liked too: "As if drops of your soul have fallen from your eyes". Beautiful, bittersweet.

You're very talented.

 

[not_broken_420]

That was EXCELLENT. "Morphing into comfortable acceptance, like a cataract".... powerful and unusual imagery which really hit home. A number of other phrases I liked too: "As if drops of your soul have fallen from your eyes". Beautiful, bittersweet.

You're very talented.

Thank you! :D