Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Oh Crap...
I feel it!
Screaming within
My dependency
Started my day
A hazed oblivion
But its just
Not enough
I reach for
Whiskey
Fuck!!!
Its noon
I'm drunk
Stoned
Need more to
Get me through
One more day
One foot in front
Of the other
Stumbling through
This life

What has become
Of me???

I have often relied on self medication, but one must be careful as things like alcohol are depressants and even the strongest person cannot tame that....

keep writing, write, write, write.........meditation & yoga are useful tools for many......thanx for sharing this

giving myself away
was what i did
my heart led me places
transfixed
by counting telephone poles
on a road, that has no markers
the way i did
the way i do
in bigger than life situations
i had to wrestle with what i needed
what i wanted
and what i got
best thing to remeber
is that what was once my comfort
became something i culd no longer live with
just that fast
things changed
i always felt slightly autistic
like nothing should change
was convinced that security
was woven together with a warm loving body to hold at night
but my dog provides that service at no cost to me
love is expensive
the cost is inflation
reversed from need to want
or want to need
i am not hungry
and i love me
after a century of kindness