Relapsed

A poem about how life can change fast.

Relapsed, collapsed.
It was just that day, I say,
just that day...
Now I am sober again,
but don't know for how long,
at least I got a friend,
and we can share a song.
Do I know right from wrong?
I used to think I did,
I used to believe.
As I get older, I get wiser,
as it turns colder, I light a fire.
Hope never truly dies,
and I don't like writing lies.
It was truth when I wrote it.
It was real when I said it.
But things can change fast,
why do I hold on to the past?
All we got is the present,
and this poem is just a lament.

Author's Note

Thank you, for taking the time to read my work.
All reviews are appreciated.

Reviews

[Curly Grace]

A sincere, vulnerable piece. The honesty is the strength of it.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Thank you so much, Curly.
Your review is deeply appreciated.
I am so glad you enjoyed this piece.
Take good care.