Allan Mwiti Poet Dramatic Monologue

A Relapse Nightmare

I slowly crush it between my fingers,
Can it be harmful?
I roll it to just the perfect size,
Can it be guilt that I feel?
I think of a good spot to hide,
Can I let anyone know how I truly feel?
I walk past my neighbors houses,
Can anyone notice me?
And cross the open field,
Is it worth all this trouble?
I hide behind a tree and squat,
Should I go through with this?
I close my eyes and take a deep breath,
But can it be?
I light it up and take a puff,
Reality fades. Everything greys.
Regret crashes in. I should have thought twice.
I swear - never again!
The substance that cost me my life.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Beata Agustin October 27, 2024 at 6:46 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.