As I drown in the depths, my spirit's weight,
Sand slips through, grains of fate.
Addiction's chains, tightening it's grips,
A heavy burden, a painful twist.
In shadows deep, where secrets hide,
A dance of darkness, a cosmic ride.
The ebb and flow, it's the constant tide,
In shadows deep, where my secrets hide.
Embrace the darkness, I ride, ride.
Shame all but consuming, no end in sight,
A prisoner held captive, by unseen might.
Invisible threads, holding me down,
A phantom's touch, beckoning my fall.
I struggle, I fight, please just end my life,
To break free from this dreadful plight.
The threads tighten, a suffocating hold,
As darkness creeps, my spirit goes cold.
Something flickers, a tiny spark,
Igniting my will, to embrace the dark.
With trembling hands, I begin to fray,
The threads of addiction, day by day.
Each strand severed, my victory won,
Until the web is finally undone.
No longer lost, no longer bound,
Invisible threads, are severed now.
From the ashes of my past, I rise,
Redefining my life, my true purpose found.
#InvisibleThreads
© Andi Miller