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Reflections of Addiction (Parts I & II)

Contributed by TwistedCage on Wednesday, 20th September 2006 @ 12:20:33 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



Reflections of Addiction (Parts I & II)


Part I

"The Rose"

In the failing bloom
of a wilting rose
I find the reality
of what my life has become.

Petals fall
They dry
They crumble in the cool winters breeze.

The beauty that once was
hides her passion
behind the passion of another kind,
replaced by nothing less
than total emptiness.

I bid you all to witness
the future of a foolish soul
as I gaze into this dying flower
reflecting on what I have become.

I realize now...

I was never beautiful at all.
Only in my own mind.

Thorns prevail against the flower.

Heartless
Soul-less
Lifeless

They stand firm
causing pain
to all who dare to hold my hand

Addiction is my end
It was the end of those who loved me

Ugly and now alone...

Why would anyone want to hold
a dead and lifeless rose?


Part II

"Empty"

And I remember yesterday.
It seems so long ago.
My life was full of promise,
full of hope,
and full of opportunity.

Easy dreams graced my days,
and rainbows shared
their pots of gold.
My sunset demeanor
gave me life,
and filled my youth
with brilliant color.

I remember long ago . . .
Funny, it seems like only yesterday.
Life reached out
before my eager feet
waiting for each step to take.

Walking tall, and unafraid
even as bold
as a raging bull,
I took each step
in confidence
believing in all I was.

Isn’t it funny how things can change
in what seems like a drop of a dime,
and how such confidence
can be turned inside out,
leaving a vibrant man
as cold as stone?

No more pots of gold,
or easy dreams.
No sunset demeanor
to color my days.
No more hope
to set the walking pace,
and no more boldness to carry on.

I’m empty.




Copyright © TwistedCage ... [ 2006-09-20 12:20:33]
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Re: Reflections of Addiction (Parts I & II) (User Rating: 1 )
by StormyNites on Wednesday, 20th September 2006 @ 12:35:27 PM AEST
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I sit here crying reading this poem. You have a way of drawing people into the moments and feeling each nuance of your writing. Huggs my friend..Anyone who can write as beautifully as you is not empty.


Re: Reflections of Addiction (Parts I & II) (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Wednesday, 20th September 2006 @ 10:56:49 PM AEST
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it is, as I write this, that my own addictions rage on-
..your turn in the 5th need not exsist my friend-
yet, who am I to say-

I'd otherwise, like to ramble on about your certain techniques and such.. but find it near impossible to do..
and that I've already said as much, perhaps, is a milestone in my own recovery~

I commend you.. save for the empty way you go-

Peace to you my friend~

B


Re: Reflections of Addiction (Parts I & II) (User Rating: 1 )
by AnastasiaN on Tuesday, 26th September 2006 @ 03:49:54 PM AEST
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as someone who lives in a world and a life surrounded by addiction i still fail to understand it. i commend you for finding sobriety and i hope that your life becomes full again...all is not lost yet. beautiful poem.


Re: Reflections of Addiction (Parts I & II) (User Rating: 1 )
by TwistedCage on Thursday, 28th September 2006 @ 05:05:40 PM AEST
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1.8 rating on this poem with 5 votes. It's funny how some of my most personal writings carry such little wieght./shrug

All is not lost, however. This one did recieve an award on another site for touching the soul, which is what I had hoped for by posting it. That it would shed some light into the mind of an addict, and what can happen to a person with so much promise after abusing drugs for so long.

I regret that it had so little effect here, though.

Perhaps, some here still understood the purpose, and what it stands for?

Much Love,




Re: Reflections of Addiction (Parts I & II) (User Rating: 1 )
by axeman on Saturday, 13th January 2007 @ 12:17:36 AM AEST
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i know exactly how you feel. N how we remember those days and how we wish we could have them back,




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