Apr 2020
I know you’re swimming in the black pools of your dilated pupils deep down
Where the forest met the ocean tides in your irises in which I would drown
My bloodshot brown eyes must have looked like Martian terrain in an astral plane
Always in outer space
Now I look in the mirror and remember the pain and anger of your face
But I see amber and sienna orbs
clear as day as I was molded in the clay you once prayed to take shape
I couldn’t sympathize in my disheveled state
But now I relate on another level and it’s something I hate to know all to well how you felt
But if your eyes can recognize mine
I want you to recover
Please get help my lover
Where the forest met the ocean tides in your irises in which I would drown
My bloodshot brown eyes must have looked like Martian terrain in an astral plane
Always in outer space
Now I look in the mirror and remember the pain and anger of your face
But I see amber and sienna orbs
clear as day as I was molded in the clay you once prayed to take shape
I couldn’t sympathize in my disheveled state
But now I relate on another level and it’s something I hate to know all to well how you felt
But if your eyes can recognize mine
I want you to recover
Please get help my lover
Addiction and codependency are awful. Trauma needs to be addressed and healed otherwise you can create a toxic environment for your partner and vise versa. If you or someone you love need help with addiction please reach out. Half of the battle is breaking the silence. The shame is isolating and can be a great deterrent in a world that stigmatizes those who use. However addiction isn’t a choice and at the end of the day we are all susceptible to the disease regardless of race, religion, or socio economical factors. Please know there is hope and a fulfilling future ahead. You can recover.
