Addicted Voice

I originally wrote this poem in 2019. Long before I quit drinking.

Can you hear?

That voice

subtle

mere hiss in your ear

whisper

on the edge of awareness

cooing

‘come to me baby

come to my heart

I have you little girl

will never ever 

let you fall.‘

Sensations 

overriding thoughts

hold me close

addiction

steady chant

ease the ache

ease the pain

take as much as you can.

My blood is sluggish

my thoughts impaired

heart races 

triple time

so sure 

that I am dead.

Stutter

stall a beat

breath catches in my throat

shall I die

shall I cry

who will understand?

That sensation

muffled cotton

wrapped

oh my god

I am so content.

This is what it does

drug

alcohol

beast that calms the urge

wrap me in velvet

take me from here.

Eyes flutter shut

carried away

clouds

white innocence

finally

pain is no more.

©Dec. 30/19

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