Handle With Care.
I’ve suffered with depression and anxiety for years which along with family tragedies led me to alcoholism, close to losing everything I decided to turn it around, I asked for help and went through rehab. I then volunteered at the rehab centre until going through the training myself and becoming a qualified Peer Mentor to help other addicts of drugs and alcohol to get and stay clean and sober. ...
I saw the future
I know you think this is your only escape
Glasses filled to the brim
is what seems to comfort you on your worst days
But lately we’ve been having plenty of those
And the bottles keep coming to console your fountain of self-pity
You dwell back on the pastWhen money wasn’t so fleetingYou regret some of the choices you made back thenAnd wished you did ‘this’ instead of ‘that’But what about the cho...
Riding With Death
“You remind me of Basquiat, when it comes to the drugs, not the art. And your hair is a bit more tame”Her fingers do a waltzand hand me a cigarette.I pull the matches from my esophagusand attempt to inhale.The coffee tableunderneath our feetbegins to breathe.It hates whenever we fumigate.Second-hand smoke is really a holding cell.She looks at her favorite wall and imagines a window. “If you we...
The Earth and air, both offer a delicate smell of bloom.
2020 , the year of change, the year of coming back home , coming back to myself . The end of addictions , the end of friendships which no longer serve me , the start of a new beginning. Three of these five pictures represent the connection with nature which helped me overcome the obstacles faced after deciding to stop letting my life be controlled by alcohol and drugs . While one of them be...
Escapism
You can plan a get away for twenty odd quid Don’t say it ain’t true, I know someone who did! He said it was the best place he ever could be First travelled there aged thirty three He’s been ten thousand times and says it’s still worth the money But when he goes there, he acts a bit funny People are hateful of his little paradise His kids don’t like it, mother, nor wife It’s cos they think he’s ...
an autopsy of addiction
it’s complicated, you know removing yourself from situationsyou don’t want to be init’s crippling, you knowyou’re paralyzed and thinking how did i get here?it’s waking up to pair of lips movingat your facetargeting your broken conscience wonderingif you’ll ever know how to step awayit’s walking around a ghost amongst the living who hardly noticeyou’re walking, deadyou’re runninggrasping for the...
an autopsy of addiction
it’s complicated, you know removing yourself from situationsyou don’t want to be init’s crippling, you knowyou’re paralyzed and thinking how did i get here?it’s waking up to pair of lips movingat your facetargeting your broken conscience wonderingif you’ll ever know how to step awayit’s walking around a ghost amongst the living who hardly noticeyou’re walking, deadyou’re runninggrasping for the...