Withdrawal
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Underwater it seems
I live my life today.
There is no escape from the thoughts I call my own,
The fear, the shaking, the future unknown
My body reacts without control
There is no end in sight.
I hate
i never did drugs.
i never did alcohol.
i never did anything like that.
but without you
i feel
numb
empty
lonely
Never so potent a drug than the feeling of falling in love.
I sit now in a state of melancholy that lies within; reminicing over what could have been.
Denial.
That was the first reaction.
Frozen: in a dead-locked stare
with a fluorescent, empty bottle.
Panic hit me like a whip across the face.
