Hi All
I thought I'd express some of my thoughts about my experience in active alcoholism in verse....here they are:
I am an addict hear my cry
Each night begins, the first sin
The thought like a whisper
Sleeps like a child undisturbed slumber
A beast, a dragon, dragonfly beats its wings
Leaf flutters down in the still forest
Shell lies broken on the sand
Every bottle, every cut, hearts are opened with a serrated knife
What is the point of stopping now?
That fragile thought, sideways look the man in the street
Each of these, idea, thought, memory, moment
Is the next reason to drown, drown in a bottle
Smash the bottle, trash the bottle please not an empty bottle!
I am an addict hear my cry
Barbed wire cuts around my heart.
Hurts more to pull it out.
Cut the bonds and see me bleed
Hands covered in slippery blood?
That is recovery, that is pain, that is an addicts song
The saucer breaks, the milk spills, baby cries and cries alone
No need intrudes on the addicts world
Bottle, bottle rolling down, seeps its poison onto the ground
Back in the slumber of no recall, until a new day awakes
New day, true day thats today, the addict only quits tomorrow
Tomorrows ghost of last nights past,
Haunts us as we stumble through
Yet another addicts line, excuses, lies and knotted tales
Perhaps this day will be the last I want release you cannot know
Desperation greater than, the imaginings of your pure heart
Degradation even worse, that weve inflicted on ourselves.
Drowning still I reach my hand
To that pinpoint light of hope
I am an addict this is my cry
Hey Idgie awesome poetry thankyou
Light and love Zac
Light and love Zac
Hi Idgie
Keep them coming.
God Bless
Lionel.
Keep them coming.
God Bless
Lionel.
