Addiction

	I sat there and realized what I created, a monster. I could have stopped it, could of done something different. They say the past is the past, but my past haunts me, this might sound a little crazy, but sometimes, it controls me. I tried to get away, close my eyes, and let my dreams take life's place. But in this twisted dream me and the blade are friends, skipping down the street holding hands. My bones poking from my skin, knowing that I still binge. No lust, that I'm feeding, no heart, but I'm breathing. No food, but I'm living, less and less blood, but still standing. I need help, I need to stop, stop the urge to bleed, the urge to heave, On my hands, and on my knees, i will plead, on my honesty, i will not let my integrity get the best of me, I need to show my insanity, let others know I have a problem, let them see the real me. I'll beg and beg, just help me, please! I'll stay away, abstain from it all. I know I promised, but one cut won't hurt, one heave won't make me burst, I'll just do it one more time, that would be it, then I'll be done forever, I promise. Talk is cheap, actions are louder than words, I swear to the lord, I swear i'll prove it to you all. But excuse me please, the blade is calling my name, it's time to bleed, and the toilette is begging me to heave. 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Surya pradha]

really good write, but it seemed more like a short story than a poem( you have presented it in that way) good job though!

[Fatima]

Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it

[Eleanor]

It seemed more of a story to me.
There are a few errors, otherwise its wonderfully written :)
Deep, dark and had a lot of depth in it. It tells how much our depression can destroy us. How much it can affect a person. Keep writing :)

[Fatima]

Thank you!

[Jamie]

Really good poem :) Great work!

[Fatima]

Thanks so much Jamie

[Jamie]

You're welcome :) Feel free to review my stuff :)

[Rob Santana]

Wow raw and dark times here. Intense and a cry for help. Sad but this is reality to many. I look forward to reading more of your work.

[Fatima]

Thank you Rob(:

[Not Your Typical New Yo..]

This is a dark piece. We all know the monster too well: Our insecurity of ourselves. I've been struggling with depression for quite some time, but I'm doing okay, really. It's a hard subject to talk about, but it needs to be spoken. Anyway, this poem captures a lot of pain of one self, of what one could go through, such as starving yourself alive and thinking that death is welcome. It's disturbing but very, very truthful. Good job.

[Fatima]

Thank you so much.