In a moment when the bloodstream is full of poison
And my mind is clouded by drunkenness,
My entire life changed.
My ears started ringing from the crispness of the news.
I collapsed gouging rocks between my skin and the bone.
The feeling of being a hollow vessel
After my entire world was ripped from me.
I lay there searching for any breathe left in my lungs.
A dragon that was looking to be chased
Caught the eye of my best friend, my brother.
The one where my sense of security was hiding.
A constant that became erratic.
As I relied on him for world underneath me to remain whole,
He relied on escaping from everything.
Choosing to become the dragon over himself.
How could you do that when I needed you?
I was crumbling to pieces but was weakly taping myself together.
To be strong for you was to be strong for myself.
I watch you walk in the room in chains and sit in the seat in front of me.
Your skin looks ghostly in the brown scrubs they’ve put you in.
I hope you don’t see how broken I am.
As I look into your eyes I know you’re doing the same.
I believe in you but I need you to believe in yourself.
Let the dragon go.

Copyright 2018
Image by Trai Anderson Smith
I LOVE YOU BECCA, always going to be here for you during this time, and you’ve been my rock through it all. He loves you more than words can explain 💜
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‘‘Tis is so beautiful. It made me cry. Drugs and Alcohol effect not only on the person but their loved ones also
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I like this because “the dragon” can represent something different for everyone. And that’s what makes your poetry amazing. I can not only learn more about what you go through but I can connect it to my life and take from it what I need to live and grow. Thank you for blowing my mind again with your talent and heart ❤
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Becca wow this one was so deep and convicting in so many ways. The truths of your words…I really love your poetry
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