Some of you guys are familiar with my battle with drugs and alcohol. Well, I’m ready to “come out” about my recent relapse. I’ve been reserving my recent poetry because I needed time to talk to my family about it. One year, three months, and five days down- now I start the counting over. Here is the first poem expressing some of the feelings I had during the month I was “out”. Thanks for reading. Btw- I’ve quit again. Working in day four.
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I didn’t want to believe it
I tried to deny it was true
Justified and rationalized
Until I finally knew
I knew I had messed up
I knew I had “slipped”
There was no turning back
Reality couldn’t be dismissed
One year, three months and five days
And my addictions returned
It happened, seemingly, in an instant
Despite all I had learned
Total devastation, defeated
My spirits crushed into hopelessness
The breath yanked violently
From my tight, hurting chest
A shade of lifeless alabaster
Crimson flood within my veins
Blinded by denial, I couldn’t see
I’d not been clean for days
©E.D. Allee
April, 2014
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