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I remember the little bottles All lined up neatly on the floor next to me Waiting to feel my hands around the cap The little "crack" as the seal is broken The room temperature liquid slowly emptied Rushing down and giving warmth to my belly False sense of numbness rising to my lips Believing all the pain is gone One after another, each little bottle giving it's life The numbness turns to darkness...lights out I awake to realize that nothing has changed The pain I thought I chased away returns The cycle repeats itself, pain grows stronger Numbness is not easily attained, chased with more Darkness is all I wish for, permanent like a sharpie Sadness turns to rage, rage to shame Fog sets all around my world The darkness spreads, so much darkness Shame turns to regret, regret to change 28 days cracking my skull to find the spark The spark becomes an ember, glowing Therapy and a hard look in the mirror provide the oxygen It turns into a small flame, the light The light pushes out the darkness Fog rises up and becomes clouds on a sunny day I see it all clearly now, life anew The pain doesn't go away but is managed Hard work, perseverance, honesty are my new friends A Yukon Boy, Becomes a Sober Man
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Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 9:57 PM UTC
Yukon Boy
I remember the little bottles All lined up neatly on the floor next to me Waiting to feel my hands around the cap The little "crack" as the seal is broken The room temperature liquid slowly emptied Rushing down and giving warmth to my belly False sense of numbness rising to my lips Believing all the pain is gone One after another, each little bottle giving it's life The numbness turns to darkness...lights out I awake to realize that nothing has changed The pain I thought I chased away returns The cycle repeats itself, pain grows stronger Numbness is not easily attained, chased with more Darkness is all I wish for, permanent like a sharpie Sadness turns to rage, rage to shame Fog sets all around my world The darkness spreads, so much darkness Shame turns to regret, regret to change 28 days cracking my skull to find the spark The spark becomes an ember, glowing Therapy and a hard look in the mirror provide the oxygen It turns into a small flame, the light The light pushes out the darkness Fog rises up and becomes clouds on a sunny day I see it all clearly now, life anew The pain doesn't go away but is managed Hard work, perseverance, honesty are my new friends A Yukon Boy, Becomes a Sober Man
mrshneh
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35/M/New Mexico
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 9:57 PM UTC
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