Internal Graffiti
Hope,unmasked
"You are a sunburn"
she said to me-
as I entered the room{for the third time}
and sat,comfortably.
"No one can touch you".
{this,I already knew}.
"And no one can get in",I added.
I come to you,in search of hope-
{I say this in my mind}
because you are the most amazing one I know-
and my addiction controls me now...
"You wear a mask"
she said
{though,this metaphorical thought
had already entered my head}
"I do",I replied.
A part of me has died-
long ago
and this death was self-induced-
which,I'm sure you already know...
Yes,I fake a smile
and I hide in my pros-
and you are the only one
{aside from all the poets who know...}
"Don't be so hard on yourself"
she says with friendly eyes.
"But,you don't know what I've been through
You just don't realise..."
She hands me some help-
in the form of an idea;
to write of this battle;
so I can later help someone
who may have been where I now go.
I walk away;
once again;
all the things I did not say;
start creeping in...
"I really want to let you in".
{This was written in respects of my wonderful addictions counselor}
Copyright(c)Dec.2006
Deanna Prall
she said to me-
as I entered the room{for the third time}
and sat,comfortably.
"No one can touch you".
{this,I already knew}.
"And no one can get in",I added.
I come to you,in search of hope-
{I say this in my mind}
because you are the most amazing one I know-
and my addiction controls me now...
"You wear a mask"
she said
{though,this metaphorical thought
had already entered my head}
"I do",I replied.
A part of me has died-
long ago
and this death was self-induced-
which,I'm sure you already know...
Yes,I fake a smile
and I hide in my pros-
and you are the only one
{aside from all the poets who know...}
"Don't be so hard on yourself"
she says with friendly eyes.
"But,you don't know what I've been through
You just don't realise..."
She hands me some help-
in the form of an idea;
to write of this battle;
so I can later help someone
who may have been where I now go.
I walk away;
once again;
all the things I did not say;
start creeping in...
"I really want to let you in".
{This was written in respects of my wonderful addictions counselor}
Copyright(c)Dec.2006
Deanna Prall
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Hope,unmasked
Hope,unmasked
