Cold Turkey

by Chelsey   Oct 24, 2012


This sort of eerie grin manifests on my face
when I think of how we use to lay awake
listening to acoustics, writing acrostics,
like two narcotics on a romantic drug.

Constantly addicted,
pleading for a double dose
of whatever it was that
felt so desirable,
tasted so gratifying,
and seemed so surreal.

I will allow myself to say this once,
because truthfully since you've gone
my tongue has turned to silk and
all that slips out of my mouth are
malign speeches of your exit,
but I miss you.

I have yet to find your replacement.
I don't have the strength to
because I find that I'm
sleepless after midnight,
dieting on air,
breathing inconsistently.

Let's be honest, I've gotten time
to know you, to understand you,
to even recognize what your next move is,
but I was blindsided.

You are a hypocrite and before your
eyes go red and you spout off at the mouth,
listen to me- because I'm right.
You allowed yourself to
stay guarded,
take precautions,
be wary of me.

You think out every process,
which is a quality one should have,
but where was that person on the day
you decided to lose your obsession
with me? What made me a disgusting
habit that you wanted to quit?

You use to love me.
I once defended you.
Now you've left me defenseless.
You were my protection.

I don't know anyone who can
go cold turkey the way you have
with no struggle, no backsliding.
Is this really a point of a no return?
Regress back to me.
I beg of you.

Just this once.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Robert

    I liked this poem a great deal. The flow was great the description was almost flawless. What a refreshing read great work if you get a chance check out I Never Knew take care plot121

  • 11 years ago

    by Maalouf

    I honestly think everything in this poem works except for the reference to cold turkey. It's written so strongly with such an excellent repertoire of vocabulary, and cold turkey seems to antiquated and colloquial. Otherwise, I liked this a lot.

  • 11 years ago

    by yogi73

    Thanks for sharing this very openly emotional poem. What makes this piece very real is your feelings of pain that you have penned.

  • 12 years ago

    by PinkyPrincess

    Wow... I love this poem... it's so perfectly written.

    First, the title caught my eye. I was curious to read this poem and find out what it's about. Then when I read this... I was so intrigued.

    "we use to lay awake
    listening to acoustics, writing acrostics,
    like two narcotics on a romantic drug."

    ^ I love this part... it felt sweet and romantic, as the two of you would write poems together at night... but then later it was clear that it was about a friend.

    The imagery you created throughout this poem was so lovely to read and envision... I liked such parts:
    "I'm
    sleepless after midnight,
    dieting on air,
    breathing inconsistently."

    It is evident that this poem holds a dear part of your heart, and it feels like a true story. I know what it's like to lose a friend and it really sucks :( to feel defenceless and unable to rectify the friendship is a hard feeling... but when another person gives up on you and decides you're not worthy of their friendship, then it's time to realize he/she is not worthy of your friendship. Stay strong hon! <3

    Great poem!!! Love it!

  • 12 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    What the? That first verse is like the opening of a tongue twister, very very creative words put together there Chels I loved it.

    I love the idea of this poem where the addiction is relating to a relationship and how what can seem the perfect addiction can turn into someone just stopping it, with no affects. It is sad because we questioin their love from the beginning and how deep it truly was if they can, as you put it " go cold turkey".

    The ending is almost like a dare, like you are daring them to come back to their habit and get hooked back in.

    Another strong poem of pain, but worded well as always.

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