Self-destruction

Self-destruction

A Poem by Huw

The hope of future help
is a hindrance to an addict.
They lull themselves 
with future hope
that they are in control
and when they choose
they can beat this ''thing''.
Might as well boast
I'm going to fly one day,
fly to Mars
when the mood takes me,
but not yet for crying
out loud, not yet.
True Hope will only show her face
when self esteem and hope
in-self lies dead and ready to be buried.
It's a long, bitter, tearful road
that leads to the end of self,
but until and unless it is walked
in solitude there can be no other
end, but self-destruction. 

© 2016 Huw


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I was an addict for 30 years and so I speak from experience of the effects and also in the knowledge of what addiction truly means.

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Added on June 6, 2015
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Huw
Huw

Ammanford, Wales, United Kingdom



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I've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..

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A Poem by Huw