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Feb 2016
Quicker than a speedball
I'm going nowhere fast
Happiness in a spoon
To send me to the moon
Amongst bliss and oblivion
My demons finally rest
& again begins my cycle
The chase that never ends

Going Nowhere Fast

Reality hits
I'm too weak to hit back
I want it all, I need it all
My morals start to bend
& then they start to break
I swear, I'm trying to do my best
Until my next mistake

Going Nowhere Fast

I'm trying to break the cycle
This obsession just won't die
The guilt & shame destroy me
Until I go get high
This stranger residing within me
Won't stop till she gets her fix
She'll never be happy
Till I'm nodding with an itch

Guess I'm Going Nowhere Fast
I've been in recovery for seven months now but I still remember the desperation & misery in the grips of addiction.
Michelle Florence Winters
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