Warm sensations
smooth scent
coats my tongue
no longer feeling
no longer seeing
hidden deep within the bottle
it helps to keep the demons away.
screams unbidden rent the night
curled within
absorbing blow after blow
rocked with a new reality
I wish I never had to feel.
Easier to run
to hide myself away
than to face what is seen
what is on the surface
for the world to see
to judge
without knowing my hidden history.
I sit
saddened by my lack of strength
for the bottle calls my name
day in
day out
promising to wipe it all out
to erase the pain.
It only takes one sip.
Tempt me do
tempt me not
tempt me in ways
I cannot escape.
Forever the Addict.
©June 12/19
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

2 thoughts on “Addict”

  1. A powerful and yet very sad piece because you put your finger on a real issue with addiction, the belief that something you do, drinking, drugs, smoking, even continually returning to a position of abuse, is something that becomes a massive struggle in order to break the habit. The ‘bottle’ may tempt you or not, that is good writing and if we can also understand that following the temptation is avoiding facing the issues then we take a small step. I am impressed with your openness in tackling difficult issues. Thank you so much and well done 🙂

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