Relapse Poem by Bryony Sheldon

Do you remember me?
I see that coat of fear gloss over your eyes.
Well, welcome back home, my sweet dear-
Step inside and hold on for dear life.

I don't care what you're thinking
As you turn to me,
For so long as you hold me closer
You can hold the key.

Sure, you can fight the feeling
To resist me over time,
But when it all becomes too much to take
I'll sneak up from behind.

I will soothe and condemn you
With these used needles of fire,
I shall take you to Hell-
To where you've never been higher.

Lightning on haunches, ready to strike,
Thunder shatters your tormented mind,
You promised yourself that you would stay clean;
But you won't escape until you've torn at the seams.