The last meeting

Addiction is an unsaid illness

I dreamt the dream again
It repeats
Always the same
Built on borrowed uncertainty
An uncompromising battle
Within me
I dream it again and again
It shakes the very core of me
Lingers for days within
Then Draws out through my mouth
Opening the door to feelings
I'll soon descend back into the then

I'll be at the same meeting
Again and again
It's years since its happened
The intensity burned
My insides ached
His icy stare penetrated
My heart

As I was leaving
The my insides started screaming
He was not following
Our last meeting
The last

During the night
I used to watch him
Constantly breathing
The Steady rise and fall of his chest
I needed this certainty
As the moon that shared all my nights
With clenched fist and warm soft breath
Reassuring me for now
He was alive
The steady rise and fall of his chest

I had become his mistress
His other lover had insisted
Keeping her talons in him
He kept on descending into
The furrows of the unknown
This place I could not follow
A place I didn't want to know

I fought her for years
Then finally gave up my fears
I walked away in tears
This brought our last meeting
The last

I was standing
He was staring
The taxi waiting
My tears started spraying
My heart near to breaking
Me needing
A fresh start

This form of addiction
Was far from forgiving
My love had equipped it from the start

Now I keep dreaming
Of the last meeting
The one that shattered my thoughts
We are both staring
The north wind is blowing
On the sun heated sidewalk

The heroin
Withdrawing from his blood
The scales are weighing
Between me and her
He has mistaken
Her love from the start

He started turning
My mind started reeling
My hands started shaking
He kept on walking
So I keep on dreaming
of the last meeting
The one
That shattered my heart

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A poem of awakening from addiction...Bravo................