Shimmery scales writhing beneath the tarry surface
claws like talons that snatch me from the water's edge, falling from the ledge
no longer able to decipher reality from fantasy in this declining mentality
anxiety, jagged in my veins like broken glass
still curious to know I reach and meet teeth .. like pinpricks in my skin
spine tingling, the warmth mingling in my veins a temporary comfort
the taste of magic plagued
silent screams a vaporous thing devoid of sound
my old self whole nowhere to be found
my contemptuous respect for this dragon creature
the new wound in my soul looming like a reaper stalking its prey
I PRAY to a God I only hope hears me
to shatter the chains around my will
unallowed to change
oil-slick arms drag me under
the fire in my lungs lets me know I’m alive.. but numb
incapable of loving no one, nothing but the dragon before me
chasing it like a lucid dream
till the fever sets in and the chills ripple over my skin
like a raindrop in water, an echo of itself
bones breaking with no snap
your willingness to live a distant thought across the black surface
yet try as I might to put up a fight
to bridge this chasm within me
life and death both creations unto thee
lift the veil from my eyes to reveal the unclouded judgment
uncloak your fear, born and bred as a living thing
undulating in these unhallowed waters that sting
every wound of the dragon's doing
until you ask yourself...
was it worth it?
with this monster named addiction
I’m constantly under attack
I chased a dragon, and he chased me back
- Author: ChristinaDeloera ( Offline)
- Published: January 29th, 2023 12:46
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this as a reflection from my time as a heroin addict...
- Category: Unclassified
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