Wednesday, August 29, 2018

A Day in the Life of An Addict

For those who do not understand, and for those who do. 

Take a quick moment, and breathe. You just woke up in the middle of the night just to roll over and take a few hits off your vape/went outside to smoke a cigarette. The craving has become that desperate. 

Breathe it in. 

You get home from a long day and want a nice cold beverage. You start with one, and before you know it, you are dancing on the kitchen table in your underwear. You wake up the next day and don’t remember anything, but the Snaps of your friends remind you. 

Breathe, and try to forget again. 

You are enjoying a good time with friends. Someone offers you an upper and you take it without a second thought. 

Breathe in the escape. 

You feel alone. You are stressed. There are several reasons you browse your computer for sexual release, but you do it anyway. 

The person/s on the screen breathe too. 

You wake up, and are in a bad mood until the coffee pot finishes it’s brew and you enjoy a few cups. 

Breathe. After all; you are not dependent, right?

You feel insecure about yourself, so your ears perk up at anything ‘juicy/worth talking about’. You crave the distraction. 

Breathe, and think about how others may be talking about you. 

You live in fear of being less than perfect, so you seek the praise/acceptance of others, losing yourself in the process and puffed up by a facade. 

Breathe. You are not that bad of a person, right? 

Breathe again. Who are you really? 

We are all addicted to one thing or another, so none of us have the right to judge each other. 

Seek to understand. Pursue the broken in others, because the reality is; we are all broken in one way or another. 

Above all, always choose love. The world is a better place that way. 

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

Broken Dreams

I walk these empty halls alone
They echo the sounds of sorrow
Reminders are all that remain
In these footsteps laden with pain

This house I used to call home
Whispers to me the misery
Of memories dead and gone
The consequence of all I’d done

This hollow space sings 
Of broken dreams,
Unspoken words and
Misplaced expectations

There is no longer hope here
No Joy on the horizon
Too long I’d held a deaf ear
Towards the one I still love

No comfort, no solace
No laughter in this palace
There is no revelry
On this ship lost at sea

Yet, I welcome the frigid air
As it reminds me of why I’m here
Lessons learned, I have grown 
Now I embrace the unknown