Addiction’s Affliction

Addictions Affliction Use

The picture book is wearing your story
about the living of your life,
It was a story in need of fixing,
For behind the smiles there was strife,
~
People can be strong and resilient,
For that’s how we all want them to be,
But if we paint with all pastel colors,
The darkness we are failing to see.
~
Behind smiles lies a core of sadness,
that cannot be reached,  felt or seen,
And a heart longing to be filled,
With tomorrow’s promise of a dream.
~
Stuck in a viscous circle 
by the oppressor…hell’s addiction,
There is always one more rabbit hole
to add to the affliction.
~
One more tragic scenario 
spinning everything out of control,
One last reach upward, 
Then one last trip down the hole. 
~
If only you had been just a flower,
You could have sprouted again in new soil,
Grown back stronger, bloomed more beautiful,
Than you’d ever been before. 
~
But we’re people, we don’t get to do that
so the picture book suddenly stopped, 
Addiction’s Affliction had won his game,
From this world you were suddenly dropped.
 ~
 
© 2013 DiAnne Ebejer 

 

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About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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8 Responses to Addiction’s Affliction

  1. Wow! You just blew me away. What an amazingly insightful poem that reached inside my soul. I am tripping on your words. How accurate a truth. Astounding. Love. jennifer

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  2. Hmmmmmmmmmm I commented earlier, but my comment seems to have disappeared. I love this beautiful poem DiAnne. It is such an important subject. I love how vulnerable you paint people, which, of course, they are. Really lovely.

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  3. Val Fox says:

    A moving and poignant piece. Thank you. 🙂

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