addiction is a craving for unmet needs
we’re too ashamed to name.
addiction is what happens
when your inner child screams
and no one notices.
addiction is a prayer
in a language
your parents never learned
because their parents never listened.
addiction taught me loyalty.
i just had it pointed the wrong way.
if you strip shame
from the word addict
you’ll find
a 6-year-old
afraid of the dark
offering you a crayon
and a half-written poem
called “please stay.”
my addiction wasn’t the problem.
it was the solution to a problem
nobody else could solve.
you can’t punish the fire for doing
what the frostbite made necessary.
every time i look in the mirror
i see every relapse as a rough draft
for the poem that finally learned
how to breathe.
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