#thestart
You rescued me,
but did you truly?
Thank God, I am free;
I escaped from that tyrant.
But did you really unshackle me?
Summoning me up at 2 a.m.,
drunk and drugged up.
"Please come meet me,
I need you."
I’m in the room,
caged in this home
with you and your friends.
"Just do it,
it’s only one line,
it won’t hurt."
It did sting, though,
didn’t it?
I slipped into the vortex,
no clear route of escape.
This consumed my life,
This branded me.
One line is harmless, though,
right?
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 4:40 AM UTC
The start, I was told,
Was when I wanted it to be.
Did life not agree?
I suppose not.
For I was hastily awoken
From my dark golden dream
By the sound of the kettle
And the smell of the tea.
And it is better than I thought
It would be.
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 12:51 PM UTC