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Simply Marie



 

 

Remember how the alcohol 

helped you avoid the angst

Afterall you have free will 

again I hear the whisper say

 

A thing that haunts my mind 

when things feel out of hand

Another way to function through 

plans refusing to aband

 

Just get a secret bottle of 

the friend that I call jack

I'll keep it in the closet 

way hidden in the back

 

I like the way it bites my throat 

a tiny shot will do

It really wouldn't hurt no one 

I certainly wouldn't tell

 

I remember how it always starts 

a little just for fun

Before I know my goal has changed 

the outcome being numb

 

The way it always eased the pain 

I never will forget

Distract myself by cleaning messes 

of things I would regret 

 

I'm so grateful for the shift 

in the way I think today

Choosing now to process feelings 

and not to run away

 

For wherever I may go 

myself will greet me there

To remind me that there's still

work within to do if I only dare

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Simply Marie (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 6th, 2023 02:57
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    A fictional write? i.e. not thinking of anyone in particular?
    Or about you? Or someone you know?
    The thing with this is that it repeats itself, goes round in circles - another shot or fix or whatever we call it, is needed after a while, and so on.

  • LauraBerry

    Lovely poem, choosing to process feelings and not to run away, such an important message and realization. Unraveling and facing ourselves takes a lot of courage, more than the addiction.



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