Addiction

by Haleigh   Feb 20, 2017


I sit back to watch and wonder
how my life is so incomplete
how days pass so quickly to me
and opportunities are under my feet.

I aspire to be this person
where goals and ambitions come easily
but when I am sinking into illusions
it is only trouble that comes to me.

I am a girl with too many dreams
I have a life that just holds me back,
I'm reaching for something - anything
that will place me on the right track.

I fight for all the wrong things
and it alters what I feel,
day to day I create excuses
because I am rejecting what is real.

I let fire set me free,
but it is cold and meaningless,
how do I love this so much
when it turns me into such a mess.

I take deep breaths
of toxic love thats mixed with smoke
I soak in all this power
but its enough to make me choke.

I know my limits
but I am still consumed with doubt,
yet to me its worth this feeling
I just hope one day I can get out.

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  • 7 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    A nice rhyming piece with a message Haleigh. Well done!

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A nicely rhymed piece that's full of self doubt and confusion with life.
    I would imagine that as we go through life, these things work themselves out a little more: we learn (hopefully) from our mistakes and we continue to grow and understand ourselves a little better.

    Well done - all the best,

    Ben

  • 7 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    Welcome to the site, Haleigh!

    Nice phrase with "opportunities are under my feet" which alludes to something buried, as in opportunities have been allowed to die unfulfilled.

    You refer often to illusions and dreams, both of which are shown as negative. I would suggest you spin negative language about the former, but reserve the later for aspirational language.

    It might be effective also if you could use more concrete examples for some of your concerns. For example, when you state "I fight for all the wrong things / and it alters what I feel" what are some of these ill chosen battles? Are they noble but doomed or just trivial things consuming too much effort better directed elsewhere?

    This phrase draws me in, but I would want more development:
    "I let fire set me free, / but it is cold and meaningless"

    It's a good effort and I look forward to seeing more from you.

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