Shadows Of My Heart (poetry from the soul; for the soul)

Withdrawals

They say curiosity killed the cat,

But when I met you death suddenly seemed beautiful.

What is it to be alive for so long,

But to have never lived?

But you,

You woke me up from my slumber,

And stirred up every sleeping desire.

It always starts with one,

One drink,

One taste,

One touch,

One kiss,

And then you're sucked into the abyss of pleasure,

Floating on that cloud 9 of Euphoria,

Addicted to the high,

Oblivious to the fact that the greater the ascent,

The harder the fall.

But still I ascend.

When will this danger I end?

I know it must end,

Though this wrong feels right,

And blinded now is my sight,

I feel the need to hide it deeper in my subconsciousness,

And now every prolonged goodbye,

Renders a chance for another hello.

A chance I cannot take.

So I let my silence be my safe goodbye,

That speaks louder than any premature explanation,

But now I feel broken,

Empty,

I've sat on the wall of indecisiveness for so long,

That now my fate's as Humpty Dumpty's.

Will I ever be the same?

Or will my inner plea forever be,

For you to put me back together again?

But how can you,

When you're the one I've withdrawn from?

The truth is,

It gets lonely dealing with withdrawals.