Roy Pett Poet Free verse

Demons

She was devoured by the 

polluted river That leads to hell,

Her conscience had deserted 

her sponge soaked Brain,

Intoxication became her

Psychological constitution,

This problematic, indisposed

Woman, is not recognisable,

She can't accept that the

Diagnosed cure is abstinence,

My only wish is to reacquaint 

With the wonderful woman I 

Once had pleasure of knowing,

Though the current of this polluted 

river is taking her further away,

Can the only relief be death?


Composed 10/03/2017.
74 words.

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Darren White March 25, 2017 at 2:00 PM This sounds really sad Roy, well written but very sad. And there is so much truth in it too, because at a given moment there is that point where you cannot be with the addicted person again, and you have to let go, and that is so painful. Roy Pett March 25, 2017 at 6:10 PM Thank you very much Darren you are right such a sad situation for the person and their loved ones, thanks again for you support and encouragement, Roy.

Elizabeth Kinch March 11, 2017 at 2:12 AM Powerful and sad Roy. Another great write from you. Roy Pett March 11, 2017 at 3:04 AM Thank you very much Elizabeth, I really appreciate your support and encouragement, Roy. :))

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 10, 2017 at 9:28 AM Your prose hits home. The best way I have heard it described is that the opposite of addiction is connection. Powerful heartfelt write Roy. Roy Pett March 10, 2017 at 9:42 AM Thank you very much Maureen for your kind comment.