MONSTER COCAINE
By XOCHITL
I lost someone out there to that monster cocaine
that sucker of souls
that thief of the sain
its almost as if she crept in at night
and snatched him from under me with all of her might
i tried to
reach for him
grab him
dig my nails into his skin
trying
to hold him
save him from this monster sin
but there was
no use trying
he never fought her
he just let her drag him out
he never said a word...
didnt scream!
didnt shout!
and when shed suck him dry
she would send him back home
she
knew that she had him
his soul that she owned
you know...
i opened the door...our door...
time and time again
i would
let this man out
then id turn and let him back in
and everytime
he would take off
he would take just a part
these pieces of
me
that he stole from my heart
finally i decided i would
fight her
with all that i had learned
i was gonna save my sons
father
no matter how much it burned
i was determind to
rescue him
and bring him back home
hed no longer be hostage
and hed follow me home
so i marched to the monsters house
banged the dust off her door
i kicked in the entry
and crawled
on the floor
i searched for him franticaly
i looked here
and there
but then i noticed him sitting
comfortably in this
chair
you see i brought him these pictures
of our baby
boy
and i begged
and i pleaded
and i urged a bit more
but he just sat there staring
not saying a word
his eyes
were apoligetic
but not really concerned
i wanted to grab him
and shake him
force him out the door
but he wasnt restrained!
he wasnt tied to the floor!
the escape was so clear...
up
and out the damn door!!!
my heart broke to pieces
when
the realization came to
that this man i loved
was not leaving
and there was nothing i could do
so i turned and i left him
in our house that faitful day
there was nothing more that i could
do
nothing left that i could say
it killed me to leave him...
there
right inside
it took everything i had
filled with
guilt
all my love
and all my pride
sadly ...
i
think of him often
i still whisper his beautiful name
and i wonder
if he hears me...
if hes tired of the pain?
i lost someone
out there
to that monster cocaine
that sucker of the souls..
that thief of the sain.
Author's Note:
TO ALL THOSE LOST TO THE MONSTERS...someone loves and misses you...MAY YOU FIND YOUR WAYComments on "MONSTER COCAINE"
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A former member wrote:
I bearly comment on poems, yet hear I am. This was that good and I truly did enjoy it.
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On Thursday, October 11, 2012, XOCHITL
(40) wrote:
thank you :)
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A former member wrote:
I had just logged out when I seen this poem on the new works list... I HAD to read it.. I was an addict myself at on time... Monster is probably the best way to describe "white girl" she is a bitch and ruiner of lives... I luckily got away from her but its very hard to break an addiction like that... and sometimes even when you love someone if they are an addict the best thing you could do for them is give up...it might make them relize what they really need in life and if it doesn't make them relize then you are better off without them. This write really spoje to me and its times like this I wish I had more room for faves... you get a 10 from me beautifully flow and nicely penned! Thank you for sharing (sorry for rambling)!
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On Thursday, October 11, 2012, XOCHITL
(40) wrote:
you comment means alot to me. the poem is a true account of the loss of the love of my life. "He Was" is another poem about him. your words brought me comfort... thank u so much for the love :)
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A former member wrote:
Ok so my phone is acting stupid so I can't rate it!! I'll try again later... I'll be coming back to read this piece many times along with your other works :)