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Withdraw
Cold night sweats
making me ill
simple calmness
begging, be still
Shakes and shivers
trying to contain
fear envelops
seizures of pain
Acute senses
too much to bear
emotions return
sensing their stare
Fearing death
excruciating withdraw
drink again
unable to stall
Shame and guilt
comprehended
feeling well
not apprehended
making me ill
simple calmness
begging, be still
Shakes and shivers
trying to contain
fear envelops
seizures of pain
Acute senses
too much to bear
emotions return
sensing their stare
Fearing death
excruciating withdraw
drink again
unable to stall
Shame and guilt
comprehended
feeling well
not apprehended
Published 9th Mar 2017
| Edited 19th Feb 2024
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9th Mar 2017 11:11pm
11th Mar 2017 8:33pm
10th Mar 2017 1:31am
Had to read a couple times to really absorb your je ne sais quoi...You are a fabulous poet
11th Mar 2017 8:34pm
10th Mar 2017 5:54pm
You've captured well the conundrum of an alcoholic, Mel. They trade the physical faltering for the emotional shame in trying to survive.
It's almost a catch22, especially if you're trying to beat it alone.
It's almost a catch22, especially if you're trying to beat it alone.
10th Mar 2017 11:10pm
Thanks Ahavati. Cognitively, I know this disease inside out, backwards and upside down. Emotionally, it kicks my ass! I wrote to a friend the other day who is struggling..."Addiction is tricky, just when you you think you have it on its knees, it chugs an energy drink and comes up swinging." But it is okay as I am not down for the count yet!
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