Unprescribed Love Abuse

I know it's long, but I truly believe this is worth a read. A very raw but personal poem that I feel can relate to many people, whether it be an abusive relationship or struggles with addiction.

You are my little pill
I pop you all the time
Then I take a nasty spill
When I have you with some wine.

Glass shatters on the ground,
Thanks to you my drug.
And like our fights,
It goes beneath the rug.

You make me think I'm sick,
That I need you to survive.
But really you're what's it;
What's been killing me inside.

That's the thing about control,
And the feelings you convey.
You tell me how to feel,
And what's real is pushed away.

When I take you I feel good,
When sober I have doubts.
I'd stop you if I could,
But of my head you won't get out.

After feelings become lost,
I regain my conscious mind.
Then I ask myself again,
How I could of been so blind.

I don't need you anymore,
But it's hard to stay away.
When you call me more & more
Each and every day.

You rewire my whole brain,
As your chemicals insert.
You take away the pain,
But overall you hurt.

I look upon our past,
Remembering the good.
But I know it doesn't last,
Just like the feeling should.

I want you one more time,
How much could it hurt?
The smashing of more wine,
Red stained upon my shirt.

I just want to forget,
But remember it too.
Forever but never,
That I had met you.

Author's Note

Ignore issues with my writing. I really just want focus on the powerful message

Reviews

[emipoemi]

I was debating the entire read whether to comment on the writing issues, for there are indeed a number of them. Compared to what else I've read of you so far, this is not your best in terms of writing. HOWEVER, in terms of power and message/metaphor, O-M-G! You do hit that bar. Well done in that respect.

[Kesha]

Wow this was outstanding. You captured an addicts thoughts perfectly, not believing that they are truly addicted but at the same time trying to quit their addiction. Wonderful, nicely done

[Brooke]

Definitely tried to give everyone the true feeling of of a mental struggle while reading, to really get into the mind set of the subject. Thank you as always !! Xo

[Kesha]

You are very welcome!

[Hebe]

For someone who doesn't do drugs, you create the picture very clearly, it's potent and effective... great piece!

[Brooke]

Thank you so much! I love having that effect on people, even if they haven't been in the situation taking place in the poem!

[Alessander]

You do well of sticking to the addiction metaphor.
And I really like the detail of using wine - cuz pills by themselves f**k a person up, but with wine, it really does a number.

And the red wine on shirt also implies blood, violence, which reinforces the theme of aggression and control.

A lot of ppl watch too many romantic comedies and assume love is fluffy and warming - but sometimes love can be cold and gritty, like this piece.

[Brooke]

Thank you thank you !! A lot of people think love can be "sunshine and rainbows", but not everyone sees that for some people, it can actually be very dark. It can be super hard to escape certain situations, and since you are the one in the situation, it is hard to take a hard look at your relationship when feelings are wrapped up in it. Thank you so much for the review Hun!

[Alessander]

Unfortunately, I know EXACTLY what this poem is trying to convey :(
Yeah, I just posted something along the same theme I think entitled "Sirena" that touches on some of the content.

As Joy Division sung, "Love will tear us apart, again, again..."

[Brooke]

I know the feeling too. :/ and I'll go check it out !

[Adam Adams]

comment:
very well, red-lips.

review:
the message of your poetry's utterly crystal clear. never read anything like this before on this cafe's site. quite an intriguing poetry it is. full of sensuous touch of erotica, perhaps, also patched up... with some raw & sensationally emotional vibes. ev'n the title of your poetry's enough to decorate the juxtaposition of your 'prescribed-yet-unprescribed' love.

when we're in love, we ain't care of anything but love. perhaps, unfortunately, when we're outta its shades, we come to fathom the real flawless scars of its pleasure in time, but it becomes really too late to... unreveal it all cos until then, we become already dang addicted to its nocturnal vibes which further & farther keeps us from being "enslaved", but not exactly.

rating:
100/100
95% = for such raw & materialistic thoughts.
05% = for the depth of poetry, & powerful title.

looking forward to give-ing a damn 'bout your fascinating work!

[Brooke]

Wow, this was amazing to read. It means so much that you took time to review my poem in detail, it honestly might be sad but it just made my day! I'm so happy you could follow along with the metaphors and angles I was getting at. Thank you !! xo

[Papaya]

Bad love is is unhealthy to dwell on...

[Brooke]

Indeed it is

[miahstr]

Hello there, I love it. I can tell you are speaking from the heart and your writing makes me feel you. Keep it up!

[Brooke]

Thank you so much !!

[Lykos]

This is brilliant. You can really relate to it.

[Brooke]

Much appreciated ! :)

[Lykos]

No bother at all!

[shyla]

this is very deep i understand the battle of addiction and know what its like to battle bot my mother and i have had a past this reached deep into my heart and put words to my old feelings thank you.

[Brooke]

I've fought the battle. My family has as well. Thank you so much for taking the time to share with me, I'm thrilled you enjoyed it

[shyla]

your welcome :)

[Bare trees]

This isn't really that long. The message is pretty clear and yes, I do think many can relate to it. Once we're addicted to someone there's a struggle to get away when we feel it would be best. Harder said than done would be the best saying.

Nice writing.