denial

denial

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
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denial is an addict's best friend/enemy

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Standing in line
at a quarter of nine
to score some shine,
it's your problem,
not mine.

I know we need groceries,
we'll buy them on time,
and the bank won't mind
if we're overdue,
by only a day or two.

She won't miss the money
right out of her bag,
besides she still owes me,
and she is always
such a nag.

Why does every
part of me ache?
maybe I should call
the doctor
about this shake.

Woke up this morning
covered in red,
no cuts on me,
whose blood could this be?
I wonder if he's dead.

20 years later here I sit.
if I ever had love, I don't rem
ember it.






© 2016 Lyn Anderson


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there is some powerful imagery and emotion within the playful rhythm.... very affecting contrast ma'am.... well done... wheeeew... have to say the first two stanzas and the last one were my favorite... damn what a write... you are so dang talented... I love my visits to your page...

Posted 10 Years Ago


AprilRN1210

10 Years Ago

I can understand and know how that is... I say well done... and you know I am honest :)
Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Yes, I know are honest. I have been fooled a couple times in here, but not for long.
AprilRN1210

10 Years Ago

me tooo. I am learning...
Addiction is a frame of mind. I sepent several years going through the physical consequences of mine. Just like in the writing the social impact, the desruction and lack of love for the other is sublime. One of the most harrowing moments is when you realize that although you have managed to remove the physical quality of your existence and no further dependency is impressing upon you you feel empty, numb, incomplete and you are not used to it becuase the substance of choice used t fill all that up. It has the potential to haunt you.
Wow! at that last line though of the writing that is. So far gone become numb to love yeah I am glad that's over.

Thankyou


Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

And I am the one who marries the broken. Strike one strike two, no intention of adding a strike thre.. read more
Rene Salinas

10 Years Ago

Not the best people to relate to KL I had the destiny or luck or call it what you will that the pers.. read more
Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

The point is, you took the help and turned the corner. Not all do, no matter how much you help.
Sensitive subject again. Addicts need help, they won't seek on their own but to push them into going for help could turn violent... Damned if you do, damned if you don't.

On another note: Why didn't Cleopatra want to marry the handsome Pharoah?
Ok.... Bad joke.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Ha ha funny. No easy solution. Thanks for reading and reviewing.
Matching Socks

10 Years Ago

No. You seem to always have these no easy solution situations. You got nice shoes KL but you can k.. read more
Sigh, no words...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I know you know all about it. Unfortunately. xo
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

It's exhausting, perfect song too, I've used that one myself... xo
Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I know, I love/hate this song.
and the ending, yes, that is what will eventually happen...we won't remember the reasons, or the people we affected with our habit...

we are in denial...I am fine...just need that one more Mothers little Helper to see me through, just one more day, one more time.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Yes, thanks for your review. This isn't the best piece I have ever written, but that's probably beca.. read more
Dionysus was the God of Wine and ecstasy. He was also the God of Madness. The Greeks knew what to much of a good thing could lead to. Good poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

You are correct, for sure, and thank you.

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Added on September 10, 2014
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Lyn Anderson
Lyn Anderson

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