I stayed away from here for so long--
But now
I’m
Back.
I kept the creatures at bay--
But I’m back to the well they dug
For me,
To drink deep of
This fetid water which
Stops my senses and
Lets me forget
That I am
Dead.
I held the cravings at arms’ length--
But now
The cracks left
By old drops and breaks
Have split again
And
I cannot get myself to
Work
Or function even
As I did before.
I need what I have
Denied
Myself for so long
(Nearly a month now,
Or maybe two weeks;
I can’t remember
Anymore)
I
Need it, my
Darling, my
Precious, my
Prince.
Don’t weep at me,
Please.
I managed to stay away for a very long time--
Is it such a bad thing
That
I can’t keep that up for
Anymore?
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A deeply insightful piece. Can really feel the inner struggle and turmoil coming through. A disease eating away at your psyche and sanity. Pecking away, burrowing deep inside your brain and nesting, incubating hoards of toxic brood ready to be realeased at the drop of a pin. And when it's finally feeding time, you have to wonder, will there be anything left. One can only hope. Another great poem. :)
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Damn! Another source for a found poem :D (thanks, glad you connect with it)
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That's good. Well written.
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Thank you :)
my feeling is that this is about "falling off the wagon". staying away from the crowd that creates the desire for drugs or alcohol. after staying away from it for so long. it happens again. i hope this isn't your problem, but if it is, there's plenty of others to keep you company. may you find the strength to break free and continue on with your life.
you do have some interesting pacing to your poetry. i especially liked
"I
Need it, my
Darling, my
Precious, my
Prince."
Although i READ it as
I need it,
My darling,
My precious,
My prince.
so, always curious, i have to wonder, why did she write that part in that particular way? i may never know, unless she deems to tell me.
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I may deem to tell you sometime haha :) it *is* about "falling off the wagon," but not in the way you're thinking. Like, it's not drugs or alcohol. I'm glad you like this one! I was really quite proud of it. :)
booksie didn't let me keep my comment the way i wanted it to be. suffice it to say, the part i was referring to i read with each line beginning with "my". see ya!
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I understood :) thanks!
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