Slow Flow

Thoughts of working with addicts

Cravings come slowly

even when you say

no, never again.

Feelings slowly rise

with tightness creeping

into my chest.

Brain is racing now

fighting the urge

to taste the rush once more.

Avoiding friends

from the past

that can fill your need.

Running to avoid

the sweet taste

as the drip becomes a flow.

Feeling the draw

of the warmth of

being in my mother,s arms.

Nodding now

as the fluid

streams into my veins.

Escape will be

mine now

as the pain and world fade away.

Happiness is now complete within the darkness.

Author's Note

I have an addictive personality, but I in no way have practiced self medication as expressed here. I have worked with many addicts.