Hi, my name is Irrelevant.
I have not been sober for obviously too long.
I struggle with binge drinking my tears
And overdosing on visceral, emotional fears that paralyze me.
I am addicted to the feeling that I am inadequate
And my cravings get worse when I realize how
Mundane and insignificant
I want to quit, I really do.
But I no longer know what life is like without
My head being stuck in the perpetual cloud of uncertainty
And incessant buzz of possibility.
I want to reclaim control of my life.
I don't want to be a prisoner of failure anymore.
I've been an addict for so long that
I don't know what else to do but fear complacency and mediocrity.
The blood, sweat, and tears
That have kept me alive
Are now drowning me.
I will die if I stay an addict.
And I refuse to die.
So here I am.
Thanks for listening.
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