Craving by Linda Downs

Here’s to the addiction that left me lying in the gutter
Broken and alone but still crying for one more night in your bed
 
Here’s to the friend who knitted me a blanket to wrap my troubles in
While planting my feet firmly in the right direction
 
Here’s to the best cold Turkey dinner a friend could ever host
An emotional, religious event where she exorcised the need and buried the what ifs
 
Here’s to the first day I didn’t wake to that heart wrenching craving
When I realised it’s okay just to be me, without constantly thinking of you

 

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0 #1 PHILIP Burton 2021-09-10 14:02
Strong poem.
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