Addiction
ADDICTION
What will happen
When my alcoholic content
Drops down to zero?
No more of that clear fluid
Running up and down my veins
Will I still be brave?
Brave enough to remember
The daydreams of day yester?
Of me unraveling my wings
At last soaring to the sky?
Fulfilling my destiny
And realizing my purpose?
Will I remember
The vows and the promises
I sweetly made to my beloved?
Of changing my weakly ways
And making us worth the while?
Fulfilling my obligations
And rising on all occasions?
Or will it just be
Business as usual.
Back to my shell
Everything down a well
Lacking confidence, no esteem
Happy with just crumbs
Lost in predictable nothingness
Settling for the very less
Or hiding in my dark shadows
Until next Friday
When again I can impregnate my blood
With the (OH) factor.
Copyright © Lucy Wangari | Year Posted 2016
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