Self Destruction - Emotional Clutter

Lit Cigarettes

This poem was written when i was truly in the depths of despair, mired very deep in my addiction and really struggling to see a way out!

This is one gift that I cannot take
I will not sign on the dotted line
please return to sender

An iron oxide
usually red like blood
funny coincidence
formed by the redox reaction of iron and oxygen
in the presence of water or air moisture

A minor scrape will heal itself
within 5 – 7 business days…

It is a winding path
Riddled with potholes
I am alice….

Flame retardant referring not to a family of chemicals
but a specific function:
to stop or slow down the flames

fast lane, fast cars
long lines and dive bars
motorcars, guitars, and writing memoirs
of a prodigal daughter
and I walk like a lamb to the slaughter

Sadness is cold
I imagine death is too

This poem was written in a darker time…

I am a time bomb ticking
and every tick tock
brings me closer to detonation