The voice in our head, the legions that rule can take over if we’re not careful. I fight my own war when negative self-talk invades.

Vivid and sharp. Fantastic work.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend, really dig this one a lot. Appreciate you.

Damian

Lovely piece Brenda. The words are marvelously woven to create a delicate, fragile piece of poetry. xo

I wonder if that spider, doing what nature intended, ever said to himself – what a lovely day it is today?
Nice poem, crimsin.

Such a fine verse. I really needed that. TY & hugs+++

really!

Am I weird if I got aroused by this? ‘Hope so…

hello beautiful good evening thank you graciously ❤️

Seductively dark, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

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

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.

Powerful work.

You’re a marvelous writer Damian. This is well written and quite honest. Great work!

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

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.

Superb. You nailed it, my friend.

Hauntingly raw and beautifully concise — each line cuts deep with emotional clarity and poetic rhythm. Appreciate you, 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

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.