Downhill Chance

Just a poem about addiction

I can hardly imagine the beauty 
I saw from the peak of Childhood Hill. 

Just because I'm not looking down
doesn't mean it's not beautiful, even still.
It's just out of reach
from where I've taken my stance 
and to make it back up is a downhill chance.
So many nights I wasted, wasted.
Not like the gamblers.
I wanted to, but they really chased it.
I just pretended to, but cared more than 
I wanted to admit
about ending up in a bottomless pit.
They were always too trashed 
to know the depth of the cess pool 
or who they splashed.
I was too afraid to flee from the familiar feel;

the safety I knew on Childhood Hill.
A mountain that doesn't have to be 
climbed as long as we don't fall from it's flat.
But I came sliding down as if the ground 
were made of ice or something like that. 
Barreling down to my grave with my 
hands in the air - announcing my arrival 
And spitting at casualties along the way;
making light of their happenchance survival. 
And they shook their heads.
And they threw their dirt.
Some of them wanted to see me hit Rock Bottom
just to know their hurt.
Some of them wanted me to stop, but changed 
their minds when they saw my arrogance.
I'm not as bitter toward them.
And some of them, the ones I hurt the most, 
watched in horror when I upped my dose. 
Both my sanity and serenity in hand, I slid. 
Both of which I lost, I did.  
Then I hit the ground and did I hit hard?
I hit so hard on the ground beneath,
I'm still spitting fragments of my busted teeth.

Author's Note

I got nothing

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

A talented pen you have there. A good read about addictions and I have known many who have stumbled along that path. Some still on it and others who won't get the opportunity to get themselves out of it. Addictions ruin many lives, not just the one addicted, but also that of their close family and friends. Well done on a good read. Your lines flow well.

Chris

[J. A. Perkins]

Thank you, Christine.

[Onlyme]

Wow, incredible read, precise, articulate, direct and emotional. Ride into your life.

[J. A. Perkins]

Thanks, again. :)