Darkness of Regret
Each morning I wake to the light of day
Wishing I had the excitement I used to have
With no real meaningful events
Then the darkness comes
Sleeplessness
Wishing for the high to evade the inevitable
I am wandering, wandering, so lost
Through a darkness of regret
Yet
Wanting more, more
Never enough to change the outcome
The sickness of my addiction takes hold
Giving me a temporary time of ecstasy
Fading, fading
More, more
When will this yearning for something, not real, end?
Trying to find something to make life grand and happy
Every moment, every second
Wanting
Needing
The needle is the answer that I reach for
Promising all that is good
But
There is never enough
Wanting more
More
More
The bitter taste engulfs me
The numbness erases all the trials I face
The blurriness of my vision
Keeps me from seeing that which haunts me
I look for that darkness
Waiting
Wanting
To shadow what I fear
But then it fades
My troubles, again, overcome me
My numbness and joy fade into
The darkness of regret
Reblogged this on Barbara C Rowe Author.