i drank water. i went on walks. i ate the fruit, vegetables, too.
i did the program,
all twelve damn steps.
so why are you still here in my ear?
i remember you not only in the darkest pits,
but in the warmest days,
when sun settles on my skin,
the warmth holding me comfort,
i think of you.
you, too, offered me this.
with your offer comes ruins,
but my mind never skips over you.
the hold you have on me is unimaginable,
the walls you've locked me away in to be free of you;
that should be enough to hate you.
but how can you truly hate something that saved you?
YOU ARE READING
seen by me
Poetrya collection of poetry that's come from places of darkness or desires , these poems include themes of drvg add1ct1on, an0rexia, and other dark topics of life and illness through my eyes;
