Traps

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Snagged by a trap–

Slowly sinking

Never knowing

DROWNING

Til I hit.

 

Now daily inhalations

Instant cravings

upon rising

and returning,

Time upon Time.

 

I rejected the label,

Believed in a whim

I was able

to shed trappings

of addictions

vaguely lingering

like fog

after the rain

but now I’m Drenched.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cyclone

Both legs shake uncontrollably,

Anxiety,

Comes over me,

Little rapid beats,

Fast-paced breaths,

A sense of urgency

Not rooted or anchored,

Just pervasive.

A thousand screaming voices,

Resounding in my mind,

Echoing, Demanding, Despairing.

Harsh whispers disable me,

Worry me,

Remind me of the misery,

Future days may hold.

I cling to you for solace,

Your promise of relief

All too alluring.

A puff or two will calm my nerves,

Will put my mind at ease:

Momentarily.

Temporarily.

Until Nicotine adds fuel to fires raging–

A cyclone I struggle to be free of.