Joseph Cunningham

My One Constant

It's always there
Like a lurking shadow
Constantly stalking my mind
Affecting every thought
Clouding my judgement
I hate it
I become so weak
On my knees breathless
Heart thudding, skin sweating
Tears streaming down my face
I cry out in pain and disgust
As I feel my insides being ripped apart
But at the same time I love it
As at least I'm in control
No matter how much other things go wrong
At least I still have it
The one constant in my life
The love that never deserts me
So I cling to it's deadly bosom
Enjoy it's cold hold over me
Waiting...
For it's ever more painful embrace
To become an eternal one

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 3, 2011

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  • Hazel Mc Taggart (5/24/2008 10:11:00 AM)

    For as long as you have it in your life, it will always control you...its simply not good for you!

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