pushing at luxury

dusk arising

And so
she took the offered hand,
to fear any longer
was yesterday.
For surely
she would fall,
fall into the vortex
of yesterdays
habitual escape
residing too long
within her.


An opportunity to dream

  • Author: dusk arising (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2021 02:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is about drug abuse and somebody I knew trying to escape the luxury of its grasp
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 55
  • User favorite of this poem: HannahElisabeth.
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Comments5

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    I guess that would be difficult to escape from , I guess she wants to tho ...

    It’s sometimes very difficult to get away from something that might be hurting us despite there being a part of us that wants to

    good poem , dusk )

    • dusk arising

      Thank you yellowrose. When the drug has become the only thing which makes a person feel or think anything which is nice and life around existing without drugs is simply a shitty existence.... then yes.... difficult is a good word.

    • Goldfinch60

      That must be so hard, I do so hope that the dream becomes reality.

      Andy

      • dusk arising

        Nice people get robbed of their dreams, hopes, aspirations, careers, children etc etc by drug addiction and become not nice. What torture they must face.

      • Neville


        sadly, I understand this only too well
        but it buttered my bread for many a long year .. exceptionally well thought out and executed DA ... N

        • dusk arising

          It's very sad. Some very nice people have succumbed to the luxury and been dragged in all directions by all sorts of people/influences. Easy to snipe at druggies but when you knew what they were like before they succumbed....
          Thanks Neville, yes I'm sure you know the subject in more depth with your background... humbled.

        • Dove

          I don’t know about luxury, but I never pass an opportunity to dream! ! Love this tid bit of poetic wonder

          • dusk arising

            The 'luxury' is the feeling/euphoria the drug gives which they are knowing they are going to have to live without.
            Thanks Dove I'm pleased you liked this one.

          • HannahElisabeth

            I hate to say that I'm all too familiar with this sentiment, but you captured it so perfectly I had to add this to my favorites.



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