I Couldn't Stop.

I Couldn't Stop.

A Poem by samanthaashley_

I tried to sleep.
Every time I closed my eyes
I pictured myself grasping the bottle on my nightstand.
"Stop."
"How many pills do I have left?"
"Stop."
"You don't need another one."
I tried to talk myself out of the chaos that could soon ensue.

I imagined the unmanageability of the next day,
The incapacity to function,
The incapacity to love.
But if I was high
I wouldn't care,
I wouldn't feel the pain of the world.
The people I despised,
The people who resented me,
They wouldn't matter.
That seemed attractive enough.
There was my excuse.

I grasped the bottle on my nightstand.
I cried because I didn't want to take one.
I cried because I had to take one.

© 2015 samanthaashley_


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I agree.
"I grasped the bottle on my nightstand.
I cried because I didn't want to take one.
I cried because I had to take one."
Lack of sleep and confusion can lead us to bad places. The poem had the feel of realness and struggle. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

thank you for reading it! I am glad you enjoyed it
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

I did and you are welcome.



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Painful words. A situation I've seen before. It's raw and scary. What do you say after reading this? Obviously I'll deflect and say that I like the flow and thought provoking nature. CD

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

thank you!
Good write
hope to read more

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

thank you so much! there will definitely be more to come :)
I cried because I didn't want to take one.
I cried because I had to take one.

there is truth in these words. sometimes the only choices left are the ones that we know will hurt us anyway. Very well penned

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

absolutely.. it doesn't even feel like a choice sometimes. and thank you!
I agree.
"I grasped the bottle on my nightstand.
I cried because I didn't want to take one.
I cried because I had to take one."
Lack of sleep and confusion can lead us to bad places. The poem had the feel of realness and struggle. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

thank you for reading it! I am glad you enjoyed it
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

I did and you are welcome.
a really grabbing piece as I can relate to this deeply I get it and it's beautifully done but raw

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

glad you can relate! well.. it is an unfortunate situation, but it is always good to have someone to.. read more
Gosh....powerful piece ....i love the flow...i feel the pain and frustration in this piece
Well done:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

thank you so much!
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613
Wow. This was extremely powerful & well written. Although I have never dealt with THIS type of addiction, I can completely relate.

A significant line that stood out to me was, "I imagined the unmanageability of the next day,"; something about this screams REALITY loud & clear.

What a wonderful job on this poem. You can bet I'll be reading more of your works!

XO, Brittney

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

613

9 Years Ago

I'll definitely let you know. (& by the way, if you stick to what you know is right for you nothing .. read more
samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

thank you so much for all of that! and once I get through finals I would love to read those chapters.. read more
613

9 Years Ago

Awesome, thank you! & you're welcome!
You have truly captured the inner struggle of many with your words. Addiction, pain, loss, struggle, euphoria, escape, comfort, powerlessness... a good poem. Thank you for sharing.

~peace, Todd

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

Thanks, Todd! I really appreciate it.
your poem form a virtual world in front of mee.....I loved it

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

samanthaashley_

9 Years Ago

thank you!
Rajat malik

9 Years Ago

you deserve it....hats off to you

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Added on April 14, 2015
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Nashville, TN



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