Rather I observed myself like a dark pool,
from a distance,
and whenever I'd get close,
I'd dip a toe in
and hurry away
Because I'm scared to jump in
and witness those dusky demons
devilish and delirious
Inner monsters of self hate and trauma
manifest themselves in the recesses of the psyche
the ocean of the subconscious
currents strong and directing
I can't keep burying them with intoxication forever,
I can't keep distracting them with material things
I have to face them eventually
And when I do
I'll ******* destroy them for what they've done to me
First piece I've wrote in years. Getting back into it. Still a functioning addict but I'm a lot better now. I've got good control and through poetry, patience and God i'll overcome them.
God bless you, wonderful souls
