Addict (revisted)A Poem by Jess Rose
Hi, I'm an addict.
Yes, still. Better in some ways. Worse in others. I don't bleed anymore. Not on purpose at least. 5 years since I've felt that rush. The worst and best drug I've ever known. Could one argue that I've tried to fill the void? Perhaps. Substances. Liquids. Plants. An altering of the mind rather than the body. Better? Perhaps. Worse? Possibly. I could stop if I wanted to. Stopping has never been the issue. Yes, it might be difficult. But I could handle it. Stopping is not the problem. It's the wanting to.
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Added on June 14, 2023 Last Updated on June 14, 2023 |