Letting Go

 

I loved my addictions
like feral wild children
whom I have adopted

As I watched them grow
they became a part of me

Overwhelming my identity

Smothering already shaky self esteem

Death by physical indulgence

So survival instincts decreed

I had to let my loves go

One by one they moved on
til all that's left behind
are wisps of haunted memories

One part warm dream

Two parts frigid nightmare