Addiction Without Mind

Something I wrote when I was pretty mad...It's not the best, but I really like it. The addiction I'm referring to would be, someone seeking the life that they desire, but too helpless to do anything about it, and of course your normal addictions.

You curse me with these feelings,
normal thoughts no longer linger,
my mind is lost to your image.
~
The problems over flow,
Who you are; I no longer know.
You’ve revealed to me,
what you never wanted to be real.
I’m not sure what to think now.

How am I suppose to listen to you?
Trust and honesty means nothing in your case,
I gave you all I had and still... your self-hate was more.
~
You hate yourself for what you did?
Then why don’t repair what you’ve torn?
My heart, my mind.
I’m not strong enough for this.
The walls are crashing down around me.
Tears fall like rain and drowned me.
I can only hold up against this for so long.
I reach out to grab you,
believing what you say is true,
You would love me no matter what I do.
~
Taking in your words I see,
maybe this ‘you and me’ could really start to be.
You’re trapped by your sorrow,
your addictions are so hollow.
You say I’m all you have,
well apparently so.
~
I cling to a hope,
blinded by your crying plead for help,
I guess I just don’t see,
what you need really isn’t me.
Love is all I have to give you,
I give it to you so freely.
~
Finding yourself is the key.
Replacing you,
a sad figure hungry for happiness.
Doing anything possible to obtain it.
I realize now that I can’t do anything.
You’re so far away from me now,
you want to be here this much I know.
Your state of mind is what you need,
to recover from your long lived pain.
~
My hand reaches out still,
even further for you now.
My love is not hollow like your addictions.
Come to me and me alone,
But before I can start you have to find a way here... on your own.
If you say you love me,
Proof is what I desire to receive,
Get yourself together because you are the person I really need.
The trust is what we shall both heed.
~
If you’re as tired of all the bullshit as you say,
get up off the ground,
recover and refine what is called ‘you’,
And damn you if you don’t come to me.

Author's Note

For those of you who might get confused,
I wrote this about my boyfriend, not a girl.
Ha... :x

Reviews

[RareRed]

If you're as tired of all the bullshit as you say,
get up off the ground,
recover and refine what is called 'you',
And damn you if you don't come to me.

I love those last lines....it resignates so much with what I went thru with a boyfriend that just couldn't stop a fix the real problem.......him! Great write. I love it!

[Ghost]

omg this is so beautiful. I really love this, the words have so much emotion. You have alot of skill. keep it up.

[Rain]

Excellent images of anger, and frustration. Not always easily done. You make sense, it's not a wild rage rant. You guided your emotions through this piece, wanting her to get it together for the both of you. Good write. Rain..

[Blindmikey]

You've seriously got some powerful words here. It's not easy but I feel you've written them well.
To love someone with such pain. To hope they turn around and call out your name. To want you close and near, to help them with there god damn fears. I hope the best for those who go through the same, might their ending not, as mine, be in vain.

Thank you for the read. Looking forward to more.