Legacy Of Addiction Poem by Rosi Caswell

Let me tell you of the legacy I've been left,
Though an addict I am no longer,
Not practising at least, I say
For my self respect is stronger,
But in a flash, a moment fleet
The paranoia it overtakes me,
And for that blinding flash of time,
I'm an addict for all to see.
For addiction is a pattern
Regardless of use short or long.
When the "cogs" kick in" for just that time,
My fear is oh so strong.
Fear that is not logic based,
Which has a mind so wayward.
Upon the circle of pain and fear,
Suddenly I'm heading "seaward"
But when the sun it's face appears
Shining light into corners dark.
When I can't remember the anger and hate,
For now, my addiction I "park"