Day One

It’s time to introduce you all to my newest Duet partner and friend Elizabeth from Journey in Rhyme. She is an amazing poet, with a true gift for the written word. Her amazing strength in the face of adversity and courage to overcome her demons is inspiring to me, and I am sure you will draw inspiration from her positive outlook and spiritual approach to life as well. Check out her blog and see for yourself how wonderful a “journey in rhyme” can be. Penning this heavy piece about the triumph of beating down the demon addiction with her was both enlightening and therapeutic. I hope you will look her up here.  http://journeyinrhyme.wordpress.com

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Day One

 

Today is the day, I’m going to do it this time

I’m finally finished, I can leave it behind

 

Do you hear yourself? You’ve said it time and again

It’s eleven in the morning, I’ll see you by ten

 

Tick, tick, tick, tick…each one louder than the last

Skin’s starting to crawl, feet tap erratic and fast

~

I have the strength and  courage to see this through

I just HAVE to stop, this endeavor long overdue

 

I am amused and laugh heartily at your expense

You know  that to leave me behind makes no sense

 

The Tick Tock of life’s clock and all that remains is time

Time to wallow in his pitiful misery as the bells begin to chime

~

But I can taste whiskey in the back of my throat

Maybe this time really will be different; I’ll keep control.

 

Yes, yes, taste it my friend, feel the tonic coursing.

You can’t live without it, why don’t you just stop trying?

 

Tick, tick, tick… finger taps keeping time, mind in spiraling flux.

Compromised resolve, his needs equate to his lusts.

~

My all consuming thought’s drive the insanity in my head

What could be the reason for my living epitaph to be read?

 

That’s it, breathe in your weakness; submit to my prison

Your mind, body, and soul will be mine through alcohol’s attrition

 

Following the steady pour of sands through the hourglass

Time rapidly running short mimics misspent days gone past

~

Get out of my head! Let me be! I really want to live!

I don’t want to remain a slave to your poisonous grip

 

You’ve said that before, you always come back

Don’t pretend you’re so strong, power you lack

 

Tick.. Tick… Tick, Tock…

Like demon addiction, the timekeeper mocks

~

I possess everything it takes, I know this to be true

I have the ferocity and determination to be free of you

 

You have neither of those things you cowardly fool

Realize you’re a slave to me, the bottle my deadliest tool

 

As time marches forward, a shift begins to transpire

As the antagonist addiction begins losing it’s fire

~

A new voice sprang from within, not from mind, but heart

Vipers tongue silenced, knowledge and hope to impart

 

A calm began to surround him as his focus shifted

From obsession, suddenly success he could envision

 

Tick, tick, tick, tock

He hasn’t taken a drink, and it’s past ten o’clock…

~

Day One.

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9 responses to “Day One

  1. Wonderful piece by two extremely gifted writers. I am in awe of both of you — not only for your talent, but your strength, tenacity and openness.

    • Thanks D. It was a pleasure to write with E, and immensely therapeutic to let it all hang out. She had so much creativity and thought to bring to the table here.

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