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withdrawal from myself

Poetry By: greenpeace16
Non-fiction



withdrawal from substance abuse


Submitted:Jul 18, 2009    Reads: 89    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


it could've been the worst day of my life.
not caused by struggle and strife.
the day i had it all finally come to light.
to face it at the vanity.
i was ultimately sentenced to my body's new found insanity.
holding onto no sense of stability.
i rise,i fall, its all done within the same moment.
everytime crying out remorse for myself.
knowing its surreal
i cant possibly cope with this.
but when i was careless?
and done all i've did,
where was this feeling then?
nevertheless,il death with the dire consequences.
pain and agony
somehow it has overcome me.
my control was lost.
my body is not my own any longer
the emotions ive dictated for so long
have shattered and spiraled.
and i have no home;
the one i once claimed as my own
is but a prison to me
every dark corner felt up with my insanity.
my misery.
my false sense of security,
has just been rejected from me.
through my mouth
the way it went down
silenced with a drink
sealed with floaty feelings.
all that is gone
im breaking down my body,
my mind,
my dependency.
fighting what seems like an endless war
this horrid process continues until normality is restored.
the question remains so;
can i get through?
am i capable to survive?
we'll find out after tonight if im alive.





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