Relapse

by Chelsey   Mar 30, 2011


As if it's a malfunction in the brain,
my mind is not the same tonight.
Unfocused and care free,
my body surrenders itself to sin-
a night of relapse

The tension of stress
was exhaled in a cloud of smoke
Inhaled was a cloud of ease
that made my body feel at peace,
now overwhelmed by serenity

Attached to my hand is a clear bottle
filled with a controlling poison
I've surrendered myself to its power,
allowing it to consume me
more than I have consumed it

Now I lay in a bed inebriated
in the arms of an ex lover
Forgetting every feeling I once felt
and remembering what I want now-
his hand and mouth all over me

Everything I once was against
became my best friend tonight.
When dawn rolls around
it will once again become sin.
Then memories of my relapse will be erased

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  • 11 years ago

    by MyHalozChokinMe

    "I've surrendered myself to its power,
    allowing it to consume me
    more than I have consumed it"

    Very powerful wordplay here. I believe everyone can relate to this stanza. We allow so many different things in life to consume us.

    *sigh*

    Love it.

  • 11 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    Very beautiful, can totally relate. 5/5

  • 12 years ago

    by marina14

    I know this feeling hun good puting in diffrent words:]

  • 12 years ago

    by Tyler Beckham

    I could really relate to this one from beginning to end. You captured the powerful feelings, emotions, and actions of an addiction and you did it amazingly.

    "The tension of stress
    was exhaled in a cloud of smoke
    Inhaled was a cloud of ease
    that made my body feel at peace,
    now overwhelmed by serenity"

    The only criticism I have whatsoever on this stanza is that I thought you should have started your imagery on inhaling first then exhaling next. As petty and irrelevant as that may seem, I think it may have captured the moment better.

    "Everything I once was against
    became my best friend tonight.
    When dawn rolls around
    it will once again become sin.
    Then memories of my relapse will be erased "

    I don't think you could have ended this better, with a conclusion and realization and an 'I cant believe I gave in' type feeling.
    Fantastic
    5/5

    Keep coming back!

  • 12 years ago

    by East Poetry

    Wow... I am glad you pen'd your thoughts
    about this. It really has taken a hold of my senses and also my memories of that past when I allowed myself such indulgences. I think you may have inspired me to write a new poem of the topic... of the TRAP that is what you eloquently called a "Controlling poison"

    thanks for the insight

    As far as your poem is concerned
    you simply did an amazing job here.
    It was beautifully written with very thought provoking words that prompted my mind to literally imagine you there. All I can say on the topic... is stay strong and don't let in. life with out drugs is far more beautiful then the brief, (yet destructive) elated moments as your inebriated by the controlled poison. It will try To convince you that you can handle it in moderation, as that is its final plea in your mind while it tries desperately to keep you trapped in its grasp. It will taunt you time and time again. Stay strong and RUN... as fast as you can, every time. You've never experienced the most powerful love tell you meet someone that protects you from it, and makes you a better person.