Dead person walking..

Dead person walking..

A Poem by Onlyme

Dead human being walking
as they take another drink.

On top of the bottle of whisky
and beer cans, they have already
drunk today.
And every day since, for the last couple
of years.

The dead soul walking as they shoot
up around round, of drugs into their
arm or foot.

A shadow of their former self.
Gaunt-faced and skin just covering boney skin.
With open sores on both face and torso.
 
The addiction is mighty than the human
spirit within. It takes on.
On a daily bases.
Overcoming and crushing the spirit and
the soul and making it weak, numb.
Fragile and broken.

In their own hearts and minds.
They try to resist the urges to get
a fix and get clean.

But easier said than done.
When the devil is inside you.
Shouting and screaming
let alone demanding you do
the deed over and over again.

Without proper nourishment
and sleep.

You are on autopilot controlled by
addictions. And then the lull before
the storm again. Hits like a nightmare
vivid, dramatic and true.

It's easy for people who are  "NOT" addicted
to saying. Get help,  get support and you will be
clean and live a good life once again.

But, the demon is not easy to forsake and turn your
back on. When he controls you totally.


You can with determination and having enough
of living like that.
To come out that void and be whole again.
And move on. And be happy within you.
Overtime and learning to accept help from
others and to know you need it more so.
By accepting your addicted and the reason why?

To face them with support and understanding.
From others who have been there themselves in
the past. And have moved on since.

"They have walked the walk. And talked the talk.
And did it themselves".

So they truly relate to your plight.

© 2018 Onlyme


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I'm a firm believer of you can only help addicts if you have been there yourself and got clean. No one else could possibly understand the pull of doing anything for a fix including stealing from your nearest and dearest or robbing some poor elderly person. Yes, you have to have walked the walk to truly understand. Good write Dawn.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

Your like me Chris, I believe that as you read. No point in someone who read it in a book. Helping s.. read more



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I'm a firm believer of you can only help addicts if you have been there yourself and got clean. No one else could possibly understand the pull of doing anything for a fix including stealing from your nearest and dearest or robbing some poor elderly person. Yes, you have to have walked the walk to truly understand. Good write Dawn.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

Your like me Chris, I believe that as you read. No point in someone who read it in a book. Helping s.. read more
i guess it`s death walking as you say,a terrible place to be,give up your life for what

Posted 5 Years Ago


Excellent advice given to the readers in poetic form. Great write, Dawn. :-)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

Thank you Tamara, That was lovely of you to say. Bless you. Dawn.
Tamara Beryl Latham

5 Years Ago

Your work is well-deserved of praise. Bless you too!
Onlyme

5 Years Ago

Tamara your a sweetheart. Bless you.
wow! powerful read here, enjoyed reading this, very creative

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

Thanks, Dalton, really kind of you to say. hugs Dawn.

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Added on December 2, 2018
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Tags: dead, person, walking, addiction, drink, drugs

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Onlyme
Onlyme

United Kingdom



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A Poem by Onlyme