Battling Addiction

You told me once about the R e l i e f: the f o g, that haze of apathy that veils the mind, b l urri n g the edges of your pain. Can you feel anything at all? I watch you drink your life away, far too many moments lost, forgotten in that h a z e. I watch as you f e e d your disease, suck yourself dry before you suck me dry, draining me like one of your bottles, till I'm empty inside. But I can't wait around for you to snap, to throw me against the wall. I won't shatter like a bottle. I won't burst in a mosaic of glass and light. You cannot b r e a k someone who is already b r o k e n. You can't fix someone with s l u r r ed apologies or promises that smell like stale alcohol. I can't be there to drown at the bottom of your bottle. I’m done with rock bottom. For Anne's "Battling Addiction" contest Placed: 1st