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One pinch.
One short, sharp, pinch of the needle
And then
The warm rush.
The
Lover's blush.
The soulless kiss
Of ***** bliss.
Then the pain fades away
Pushed out by the all numbing gray.
Pushed down
To where you hope it will stay
For a minute, an hour
Or a long endless day.
But it won't stay down
It turns to attack
It creeps up behind you
Like the sweat on your back
Your legs start to shake
Your stomach in knots
Restless, you shiver
But the air seems too hot.
You cry and you rage
At ground and at sky
You pray to your God
That this time you might die
But your prayers go unheeded
There's no salvation for your soul
So again it's the needle
To fill up that hole
And then there's
One pinch
One short sharp pinch
And for another brief moment
You've scratched at that itch
And when friends and family
All ask you why
There's only one thing
You can reply
Because it feels  so good
When you start to nod
When you've been blood letting
With the Big Brown God.
An early draft of a poem about ****** use. A "work in progress" if you will.
you sleep alone tonight
the round circles of your arms which normally hold me
closed - for the season
winter has reached this bed

your broad back faces me
a barrier I cannot breach
the muscular companion to that of your guarded heart.
you say,
it is your only heart

you whimper, like a child
a weak protest
I know that what clouds your thoughts in sleep is saturated
the depthless blue of lonliness and pain. you'll never tell.
I want to comfort you, smooth away the dark wrinkles that plague your sleep...
my touch is not welcome consolation

you sleep alone tonight.
I would rather be addicted
To much less poisonous stuff
Something along the lines of
Drugs or violence
But you, never you
I am never okay
With or without you

I am never satisfied
With a simple hello
And an ordinary stare
Will never be an acceptable fix
I cannot see you because
My soul will perpetually suffer
But my heart jumps frantically
At the soothing possibility
Of a once again

And I don’t know why
My body loses its balance
As this craving reaches the limit
And it will not be fulfilled
By the thought of you
And how things once were

I would rather erase
This bittersweet taste
This memory of a high
I used to experience
By being your only source
A source of life and power
By being the sole owner
Of a feeling of completion

I would rather fix myself
If only temporarily
But you keep dragging me
Back to your colorful trap
And so I am never okay
With you I am not fine
And without you
I am equally condemned
Because I need
Your most insignificant reaction
To walk through my day

I would rather not be tempted
By your poison
But you continue to lure me back in
There is no escape for me
Because I will never be okay
With or without you
I am pounding on the walls,
Clawing at my skin.
Make it stop,
Oh god, please.
I can't take it,
It's tearing me apart.

It's silent,
They're in my head.
Telling me what to think,
What to do.
Not myself.
I've ripped apart my flesh,
To please them.
Oh god,
It's happening again.
Help me,
Please.
You used to be joyful,
So carefree,
You used to eat.
You let her get to you,
You used to go out,
Now you only go to the gym.
You got ****** into it.
She controls you,
Telling you not to eat.
You’re too fat;
Not good enough,
Your thighs jiggle.
Rejecting food, purging,
Counting your calories.
You’re wasting away.

Your eyes are sad,
No life left in them.
As you weigh yourself,
All you do is get angry.
You took her away,
You made me lose my best friend.
Look at my wrist,
And you tell me I'm okay.
Look me in the eyes,
Tell me I'm not lying.

I thought I was fine,
I thought I was getting better.
I guess it was a phase,
Like my depression?
Right mom?
I'm faking it,
Right dad?

Funny,
I tear up my skin.
I don't eat that much,
I'm worrying you?
I worry a lot of people.
I'm fine.
Don't worry about me.
Read between the lines,
Stop assuming,
No I am not okay,
Yes I cut.
Stop thinking I didn't,
I want you to look again.
Why do you think I ask?
I'm not just wondering anymore.
No,
I'm bleeding.
The flesh,
It's becoming raw.
Just a scar,
One long white patch.
I wish you'd notice,
But, it'll hurt you.
I'm sorry love,
But I just can't tell you.
You have to notice,
Then I'll tell you.
I'm sorry,
I'm weak.
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