Relapse

1:13 am

That familiar urge is back

the uncontrollable itch,

like a baby yearning for his mothers sweet breast.

As seconds tick like hours 

the fire rips my sanity apart

though one thing remains unchanged.

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

These quite sounds are deafening

like the unheard screams of a broken heart,

but my heart is not broken. 

Nor is my voice,

yet this moment remains my solitary sanctum.

Tick.. 

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

The clocks tick is like a tiny drip of water

falling to its demise from the faucet on which it hangs 

rinsed away with the rest of time. 

Into the darkness where lost souls hide.

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

That itch is back

clawing within my flesh

my mind.. and my sanity,

Tick..

Ti......

Time stops..

the air around me deathly quite,

this moment unchanging.

Life? 

.. What is life?

...Tick..

Tick..

The plangent pulse continues

those seconds that echo silent 

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

Tick..

1:14 am 

Relapse.

Reviews

[Valentine]

If this is what being an addict is like..thank God I mever tried the stuff..Dom't smoke or drink either..my daad would have whiped me blood raw if I had..Valentine

[joshua deathdealer]

Nice. You captured this really well..xx

[DreyaArt]

different

[Calypso]

You've hit the nail on the head.
This makes me think of sadder times.
Yet it reminds me how much writing has healed me; how much writing has helped me define myself and find out who I truly am.

[Chelsea.]

Very well captured !

[alexis]

wow.
Amazing poem.One of my favorites.very good.
excellent job

[SamBug]

Wow. This was amazing. I liked the structure and the time and everything! Great write!

[Blue tailed kite]

A very powerful poem... you have expressed it very nicely.. the moments just before the relapse.. the moments that gnaw at your sanity, while you fight against the urge. Thanks for sharing.

[Rae]

An excellent look at addiction one mistake can change your life for better or for worse.