I
felt the euphoria deplete as I let out my breathe,
I
abruptly fell from my high,
I
kept my eyes tightly shut
I
must have hoped the intensity with which I closed them would keep away the
shame that vehemently washed over me
“It
had happened again!”
I
had failed once more,
I
had disappointed myself and released a rippling hurt that would be felt by
people I may never even meet…………
This
is not a story I can tell because I don’t have a beginning
Yet
I don’t know how to want an end.
I
don’t have the words to explain something so blatantly unacceptable.
It’s
what I see when I look into the mirror so I expertly mask with makeup,
convincing bright smile, chic appearance, intelligence, witty conversation and
an enviable lifestyle
I
think I love you because I can’t describe how nothing works without you,
An
evil I’ve become accustomed to; possessing more power than I do, conveniently breaking
any dignity or courage I may build
My
kryptonite yet the thrill I live for
I
hear you speak and I know they are lies but you’ve become my solution even when
there is no problem
I
try to associate you with pain so I do penance however I self-destruct
I
want to play a part in my deliverance but I fear my commitment is fickle
I
make excuses; “something from my childhood”, “impaired perception”, “loneliness”,
“over-independence”, “low self-esteem”, “bad experiences”, “pride”, “anger”…..
The
list is extensive but doesn’t navigate the way to my freedom
The
number of times I’ve fallen and got up is making me tired
The
roller coaster ride of hope, self-loathing, strength and extreme humiliation
makes me want to get familiar with the floor
I
want to scream, cry, crawl, tear out my eyes, scratch my skin off my body or
kill every form of emotion
Maybe
death is a good option
But
I’m not strong enough; I’m too weak to accept that way out
The
darkness is my confidant, numbness my ally
But
I know floating with no willpower will drown me eventually so I desperately cry
out for help……….
………“Hi,
my name is Perfect and I’m an addict!”
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