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My Addiction, No Fixation

Poetry By: skilletgirl2
True confessions

I was struggling.

Submitted:Nov 4, 2012    Reads: 23    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

Its like a drug
It attacks me with
Fevers and shakes
Loneliness envelopes me
Please tell me I'm not awake
For all I could tell
I could be asleep
The darkness around me
Brings me to my knees
I grab a sharp razor
The innocent flint
That's supposed to help
Me shave
Now brings me to the grave
It slices my skin
And I bleed
All my pain and dreams
Going down the drain
My prior scars
Grow distinctively dim
A buzz fills my head
Now I'm better
Away from this
Dark, cold winter weather
My release is like the snow
It brings me enjoyment
But soon enough it will go
My thighs will heal
And I'll go back to hurting
And in my heart
I'll continue mourning
This relief won't suffice
Now what will I do?
My heart needs to be
Mended anew
Here comes my life
My saving grace
Wiping the tears
And stressed blood
From my face
His name is Jesus
My Comforter and Peace
He is all I need
My best friend
When I'm alone
Wherever I go
He'll never leave me
I'll try to be still and know
He is my cure
To satan's lure
Jesus my King
I will raise my voice and sing!!!


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