One Line Too Many
One line is too much 1000 is not enough
I Should never have took that first line
How the hell did I think it will be fine
Slowly but surely my life it’s starting to rip
Oh so strong the tightest grip
SHe drives me like no other please God help me recover
Not my kids or my wife
Could pull me from my new life
I walk around now with my head bowed in shame
Please let go and let me have my life back again
I tried so many times to walk away
You just pulled me back made me stay
The paranoia has begun
I have to self isolate there is no fun
I have to hide from my friends and family
Just in case I don’t want them to see
I sit in silence and scream for help
But I won’t shout loudly I’ll keep it under my belt
Finally it’s ugly head it rears
Leaving your family shattered and in tears
Their pain is real
So much more than you feel
They have done nothing
But it’s your they have to live in
They will carry on doing life and the nitty gritty
Why you get recovery and wallow in self pity
Now you can see all your consequences
Will it be enough to bring you to your senses
The road ahead is hard for them and you
Best you leave no more damage to do
If you could take away the pain I believe you really would
But if we’re talking could’ and should’
then may be that first line I know you’d give that back if you could
Copyright © Phil Dopson | Year Posted 2020
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