Person I've Been

With one look up

I've had enough.

Why did I ever stop?

When I wasn't done.

Just sitting here

My body craves it so dear.

Flashbacks occur everyday

Telling me why to do it again here.

It sits alone

hidden from parents

kept from friends

just wanting to be used again.

With every breath

I think closer to the end.

Why do I need it...

Because it tells me the truth, That I am nothing but a piece of s**t.

When i cave in

I will be trapped again

Within a terrible sin

That leaves marks on my skin.

Whispering is what I hear

Surrounding my thoughts here.

It has been my only friend

It looks like I'm back to the person I've been.

Author's Note

after reading this poem, go back through it and read only the italicized/bold italicized words.

Reviews

[Chris]

some decisions we make carry baggage - emotional and physical. and asking for help seems so freaking lame... but sometimes it WILL be the difference between us being who we are or the person we really are willing to do what it takes to become. Addictions are as you find them... for some its smoking. You talk to people that give a damn and maybe you will help a friend that has needs too.

[Perfect Mistake]

I absouletly loved the story that was told. Great work and great poem

[Alex Vidmar]

Different. Not bad.

[Mary C]

Excellent work

[BatFan38]

I loved it!

[CourtneyShay]

wow this is amazing keep it up

[Humor Me]

you carry a lot of pain in these words very well written !

[Maximillion]

thats good i can relate to wat your saying.
keep writing i want to review more of your work and again very good.

[♪The Girl Next Do..]

This poem... it's so deep. I can really feel the emotion you portray in this. Very, very good. Excellent write.

[Abbie]

Interesting poem. I like it. :)