Write it out

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I want to create a space for us to write it out :

Poems, letters (to oneself, to alcohol, to people, to grief, to pain, to anything), fears, hopes, thoughts.
Don’t hesitate to come back anytime and pour your heart out. I’ll go first.

I trusted you
I loved you so fucking much

our ups were ecstatic
together, we’d slip into oblivion

you quieted my racing mind
you took care of my worries and my pain

I felt like myself
seen only by you

our downs were violent
where did you go ?

during my agitated sleep,
you vanished

leaving my pounding head and
my shameful heart

alone,
craving you

your smell,
your taste

you put me under your spell
who has control now ?

is it really me,
or did you take over ?

I miss you, but
I hate you so fucking much

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Thanks for posting. I definitely understand this poem and The hate and love relationship that goes with the old life choices and ways of going about things. It’s kind of like tug-of-war. I’ve been keeping a journal this time in sobriety and writing in it almost every day. It’s definitely therapeutic. I used to write poetry along time ago but I haven’t in a while maybe I’ll try to get back into that. Thanks for the motivation

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