I read anything and everything ... I found this poem by Claire Nixon and posted it on my blog, for those of you who don't read my blog, I thought I would post it on here. Claire is from the North-East of England and born in 1973. She is the mother of five children.
She writes short stories and poetry, inspired by her regular reading.
She has had several short stories published in magazines, e-zines, audio and anthologies.
Addiction
What have I become
in this false fantasy?
Thriving on something sweet,
submerging into another world.
Without it I tumble
transforming into nothing.
I'm locked in a stalemate
not capable to stir.
Look closely through my eyes,
as deep as the end of sight.
See! My ailment and do
your very best to repair.
Save me from this ogre
I have become, before
I sit in a dark painful void...
lost inside my addiction
She writes short stories and poetry, inspired by her regular reading.
She has had several short stories published in magazines, e-zines, audio and anthologies.
Addiction
What have I become
in this false fantasy?
Thriving on something sweet,
submerging into another world.
Without it I tumble
transforming into nothing.
I'm locked in a stalemate
not capable to stir.
Look closely through my eyes,
as deep as the end of sight.
See! My ailment and do
your very best to repair.
Save me from this ogre
I have become, before
I sit in a dark painful void...
lost inside my addiction
?We are one another's angels? 