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Addiction

What madness, what madness, what madness 

Has befallen me

once I opened my mouth to drink you in. 

My sanity like an avalanche has come crashing

down the mountainside

leaving such brokenness in its wake. 

And I, crippled by your ways,

am left behind to clean up the shattered pieces. 

You embraced me so tightly

with unfeeling and uncaring arms,

promising to keep me close 

and never to let me go. 

But your comforts were poison in my veins

and deterioration in my mind.

You ate away at my soul like a parasite

and left me empty and lifeless 

once you had your fill.  

 

You whispered such sweet, consoling lies

and I was convinced of your love for me. 

I fell into those cold, cold arms

and gave myself to you as a lover does.  

But you didn’t love me. 

Rather, you loved the taste of me

as you devoured me little by little

till scarcely a man remained in my place,

till I was little more than a wraith wrapped in skin. 

And oh, how I would have torn away my skin

to pour you out of me

as my blood spilled to the floor,

but no, coward that I was, 

I returned to your embrace

to find my comfort there.  

 

Your hand on my heart, squeezing 

was the hand that held my face

reassuring me that you would never leave me

and that we belonged together. 

And I did not see the blackness in your eyes

as you kissed my lips

and assured me that everything would be alright. 

◄ Oh, Little One

Aftermath ►

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Shehariah

Mon 27th Jul 2020 02:56

And you too Vautaw. Thanks for the like!

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Shehariah

Mon 27th Jul 2020 01:48

Shifa, thank you for the like. ?

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Shehariah

Tue 21st Jul 2020 04:16

Nicola, thank you for that. I have an amazing support system. I want that my pain can bring relief and comfort to others. My desire is that the hope I've found can spark some hope in others.

Po, my noose was loosened, but not by my hands. I am one of the fortunate ones.

Nicola Beckett

Mon 20th Jul 2020 04:53

Are we talking about the white lady, I'm holding your hand through this even in the midths of my own despair xxxx

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