Deeper Into Addiction: Perfect Memories, Hollow Reality
Cold air surrounds me
My body shivers as it did long ago
I fight against the rush of memories
But give into my addiction
I sit where we both sat that Halloween night
Nervously laughing, hands trembling
Neither of us knowing
Exactly what to do
The windows fogged up
As our breathing became ragged
Two little lovers
Each into the other
As I finish my high
My memory bursts out of my eyes
Tears cascading down my face
Picking out old memories to quell the pain of life
Addicted to what used to be
Current reality is death to me
Stay away from me, object of my past
Don't give me memories when I'm almost done at last
Compound toxins build up in me
Memories of you clash with drinks flowing free
The dizziness of drunkenness kills off the old
And inserts me into a world of gold
Until I wake again and remember it all
The past was so perfect...
Now it's so hollow
Where does my salvation lie?
Copyright © Derek Chos | Year Posted 2012
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