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Broken

Broken

If you notice how I feel
Please don’t go ahead and ask
As my tears will start to surface
And wash away my mask… 49 more words

Poetry

No thanks. I'm not a drinker

I am at the year and a half sober mark today. It crept up on me. I feel amazed that I have been sober for this long and that I feel that it was an excellent decision. 140 more words

Sober

Pump Through

Killing me slowly
Each drop from
My artery, clean,
Dying with you

Make it stop!
Deep in my wrist
I feel the steel
Cutting through… 26 more words

The effect the corona crisis had on Chris

Chris couldn’t sleep anymore. He had difficulties falling asleep at night. He was actually very tired but as he couldn’t get any rest, the sleeping part fell away. 550 more words

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Is This The Real Life.

Seclusion disturbs the stages,
The erratic plates of the mind,
Causing Eruptions of static rages
Shouting off, blinkered and blind,

Craters form at the bottom of the sea… 154 more words

Poetry

Was die Corona-Zeit Chris angetan hatte

Chris konnte nicht mehr schlafen. Er hatte Schwierigkeiten am Abend einzuschlafen. Eigentlich war er ganz müde, aber da er keine innere Ruhe finden konnte, ist der Schlaf ausgeblieben. 505 more words

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The struggle

There were so many times during my addiction where I wanted to start seeing a counselor to get help, but I was fighting myself. I honestly felt like I couldn’t change and I didn’t see it being a real problem because I wasn’t hurting myself or other people. 166 more words