Back to Life

Back to Life

A Poem by Sarah_Allen

I could inhale this cold air 
Like everything was fine
Like the tears were just raindrops 
Pelting across the sky 
With ice dripping in my blood, 
Breathe in and I don't know why
-Choke down another pill 
And then it's back to life 

Numb in my f*****g head, 
And numb in my mind, 
I can't feel a thing anymore 
Unless it's with a knife
Watch that metal pierce my skin
To the emptiness inside
Feel the rush of adrenaline
As I'm sent back to life  

Another pill before I sob, 
Before I remember what I've done 
So many faces in my brain-
It's hard to picture who I was 
God knows I disassociate 
From reality when I lie
But choke down another pill
And then It's back to life 

© 2020 Sarah_Allen


Author's Note

Sarah_Allen
If you give up trying,
I'm better off dying

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I enjoyed the aganozing cries of this poem. It had a good meaning. c:

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Sarah_Allen

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you :)
Your poem paints a vivid depiction of how an addict may feel mainly self-loathing for the way he/she finds him/herself many times, doing drugs or needing them. Your depiction is probably true-to-life for all that an addict may be able to see or understand about what's going on. I just kinda miss the part where we get to see WHY this addict is in this bad space . . . what torture inhabited the addict before the drugs? It wouldn't have to be like adding another chapter, but just a few hints along this tortured confessional, letting us see that this person does have some self-awareness about what got him/her here! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Months Ago


Sarah_Allen

2 Months Ago

We'll never know what goes on to cause this addicts pain I guess... Thanks so much for the review :)
Anyone who is even tempted to do hard drugs should read this first. Chilling.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Sarah_Allen

3 Months Ago

If I could save just one person.....
"my face is slipping into a coma" is a fantastic line.
the one life line left for her....if he gives up...so does she...this is an incredible piece letting us get just to that edge of total darkness...and then coming back from it just enough to edge closer again...much like Sylvia Plath without the drugs...just the passionate affair with death...
so well done, Sarah...
j.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Sarah_Allen

3 Months Ago

Thank you so much...

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Added on October 26, 2019
Last Updated on January 17, 2020
Tags: Drug abuse, depression, giving up, emptiness, loneliness, dead inside

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Sarah_Allen
Sarah_Allen

Κύριε, Κύριε, το αίμα σου Bρίσκεται στα χέρια μοu



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I wish I could close my eyes and let the universe pull me into a place where my heart doesn't beat and my dreams lull me into a hypnotic trance. No company will ever fill the void in my head- "Tell.. more..

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