Justification for Goodbye
About Struggling With Addiction
Some days I wanna say goodbye,
Don't ask questions,
I don't know why,
There's temptation in that dark sunset,
A perfect embrace in that final high,
Some days it's all I can do,
To hold on a little longer,
Test my will,
Find out I'm a bit stronger,
Than the urge to let go,
Some nights I can't wait,
For the light to find the sky,
Blind my eyes in its glare,
It's hard to care,
When puzzle pieces crumble in my hand,
Each moment is so demanding,
Taking more than I can give,
Some times,
Life is hard to live,
Even when everything is beautiful,
Always that little poison pill,
Always the balance between,
Treatment and disaster,
Some mornings it's hard to tell,
Who serves what master,
Or the writing on the wall,
Hidden under brittle plaster,
Truths sealed away,
It's OK I'm OK we're all perfectly OK,
Or so we say,
Face to face or in these smoke stained mirrors,
I'm OK,
Just too weak to break this bread between shaking fingers,
The sickness lingers,
Even after the gold hits my veins,
Heart pumping prescribed passions through my body,
Crystal calcification in my brain,
Stalactites of lost moments,
Hollow quartz chest cavity,
Some days it's hard to speak,
My tongue gets caught on my teeth,
Fingers melt like wax before the flame,
I'm reaching out again,
From behind the fire you can't see,
The blistering flesh,
Hold tight to what you remember of me,
Because some days,
Goodbye's the only way,
Some days,
Lies are the only thing that can make me stay,
Some nights,
I lay awake waiting for the day,
And some prices,
I cannot allow myself to pay.
About the Creator
Word Smyth
I like to write. I never know where words will take me, or what discoveries I will make along the way. I've never shared my writing, it's very personal. Well, here is where I take the leap.
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