Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #39: Write a piece of poetry or prose about addiction. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Fiery and harsh
light on my lips
Drunken and drowning
from the first few sips
Nights full of love
Bring mornings of pain
For my red bleeding heart
And my soft muddled brain
Weeks and months pass
Without missing a drop
Suffering each second
If I tried to stop
Emboldened and brash
I drive it away
Only to plead
And beg her to stay
It pounds in my chest
The hurt doesn’t end
The wound stays open
Unable to mend
Blue chips and meetings
Are no kind of cure
Sobriety is nothing
If can’t have her
So I sit in my stupor
The bright world grows black
Numb and alone
Until she comes back
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