Whiskey river flowing through my mind
Unable to remember which way is down
Needing to escape from the daily grind
Waiting for insanity to come back around
Hooked on the feeling of remaining numb
Casting blame on this foolish heart of mine
Chasing after love leaves me looking dumb
These toxic thoughts lead to rapid decline
Been broken so many times I’ve lost count
Yesterday is one continuous loop of despair
Couldn’t tell you how much or the amount
Details get fuzzy and the price is never fair
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
These words look so pretty when pinned to the page like this .. and the message they make up, has that for real flavour to it .. its never easy tho to quit or get clean tho’ is it .. Bravo for sharing these insights .. just keep taking it one day at a time and write on .. Neville
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with write my friend. No, it’s never easy. It’s a voice that lingers in the voids of my mind. Slow and steady wins the race, so I’ve heard. Appreciate you.
Damian
The price isn’t fair when you’re still dealing in pain but when you walk out of all that smoke?
Mm hmm. Looking back and seeing the transformation is its own kind of reward.
This is a wicked good reflection. That pen of yours is dangerous, Damian.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is a reward to get second chance, but it was important for me to understand why and how I became so addicted in the first place. I understand me better now, I’ve even slowly started to like myself a little. lol. That’s my true transformation my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Truly.
Right back at ya, Damian.
I spotted the songs hidden within. Yeah, I’ve been lucky being I never participated in alcohol or drugs. They were everywhere but I declined and I’m glad for it.
You’re a courageous guy for being able to go through that and come out sane. (and a great writer). I’ve known people who couldn’t do it and spiraled into oblivion. Good on you, Damian.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m glad you declined as well, you looked temptation in the face and didn’t bend. Oh, I spiraled into oblivion brother. But somehow managed to crawl out of the abyss. I was lucky, not everyone finds the way out. Appreciate you.
Damian
Powerful work.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
You’re a marvelous writer Damian. This is well written and quite honest. Great work!
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
My best friend from middle school has been sober for over 17 years. I’m so proud of her.
It took her pound of flesh though. Completely different person when drunk. Mean, violent, and in all honesty sometimes sad.
No one wakes up in the morning and says I want to be an alcoholic. The struggle was real and I am so thankful she got sober.
Hang in there and tell the voices to shut the hell up. You got this. One day at a time.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Indeed, no one wakes up wanting to be an alcoholic. Sometimes the pound of flesh doesn’t come all at once anyhow, the older I get the effects show up more mentally and physically. As I’ve said many times, “No one comes out of addiction unscathed.” I was a different person as well, it brought out my bad qualities. Glad your friend got clean, one day at a time. Appreciate you.
Damian
Superb. You nailed it, my friend.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Hauntingly raw and beautifully concise — each line cuts deep with emotional clarity and poetic rhythm. Appreciate you, Damian.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, PAR. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Your commentary means a lot to me. Appreciate you, Paulo.
Damian
I’ve always felt that if you’re still going…even limping…you’re not broken. You’re fractured. Those fractures heal with aches same as breaks, we both know that. You are fierce in your approach to truth, my friend
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I tend to go for the jugular when it comes to truth. lol. Fractured huh? I like the way you broke that down my friend. Always enjoy your commentary. Appreciate you.
Damian
When it comes to the heart matters it is always difficult, very difficult to separate the feelings from the mind and make sense of everything… Unfortunately, sometimes we learn in the hard and painful way, and sometimes we need years to completely get over it and grow, the pain is real here, well written my friend.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You hit the nail on the head. Appreciate you.
Damian
You are welcome my friend, wishing You Peace 🕊️ and happiness 💕