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Originally posted by natalia
reply to post by Epirus
I don't think it's in right place but oh well.
I love poetry and yours my friend- very heart felt and sad.
Originally posted by sugarcookie1
The out of control and unpredictable nature of these behaviors can make family members feel helpless, enraged, and as if their sense of reality is being turned inside out and upside down. In short, it's traumatizing.
Addiction, it's about emotional and psychological trauma...Alcohol or drug abuse leaves so much devastation. Mental illness is another one. They all three are very similar in nature and how they affect those around the one afflicted.
Im not sure what your poem is about but i think you need a "hug" peace,sugarcookie1
Originally posted by billy197300
reply to post by Epirus
Thanks for the poem, liked it. I can relate, addiction runs rampid in my family. I have always been taught never give up on the people you love. I have had to just give up on some of them because I just had nothing left give, they sucked it all out of me. Sad, but real.
Originally posted by SarnholeOntarable
Yes you can....write some more good stuff like thatMake some music,find your soul...Anyways,If things are as bad as they seem....well,you know the rest
Originally posted by Destinyone
reply to post by Epirus
Hauntingly bitter sweet Poem. You possess the gift to touch people with a visceral depth. Some people in our lives, are just plain toxic. Nothing we can do about it, but establish a boundary of self preservation. If that means cutting them out of our lives....so be it. The death of a hope, is preferable to the death of our self esteem, and clarity of mind.
Letting go of the toxic person, or people. is the hardest part. We, through our long term involvement in their toxicity have become addicted to the hope of changing them. But let go we must.
I send you thoughts and prayers for Clarity, and Serenity.
Des
Originally posted by natalia
reply to post by Epirus
My best poetry has been when I am depressed.
And addiction seems to run ramped in a lot of families.
My mama died cause of her addiction to the bottle.
I would keep writing and know that things do get better.......In time
But the time seems to drag on for me......edit on 13-9-2012 by natalia because: Felt like it
Originally posted by Observationalist
Nice Poem, I appreciate your openness to share your heart.
I write poetry too when I'm down, its a nice release to write it out and get some perspective. I feel the same despair and emptiness sometimes. You do a good job of describing the ache of your soul.
I love to break down poems and find their meaning, and deeper insight. I found some things I would like to share. forgive me if I assume too much.
I notice your concern for your soul is at the beginning and end of the poem. That stands out to me as your prime concern, also interesting is the idea that this is your doing "I gave it all away at my own cost" that echoes your second line.
There is feelings of loss and emptiness coupled with out of control (floating), then blaming your self and finally surrendering to an end you fear the most.
I would guess the feared end would be giving in to the same addiction that you have been trying to protect your brothers from, or giving up on them means giving up on yourself.
The conflict: There is nothing you can do to stop them from making these choices, but you feel a moral responsibility to them that right now feels worthless. One might say it would have been better to have never loved or never cared to avoid being disappointed or despair when things fall apart.
I think that your poem shows to me more about how much you truly love your family. You love them to the point of exhaustion, exhaustion of your soul. That is noble indeed.
Your soul is not defined by your failures or successes. your soul is what you put into it, its not interested in the results.
Praying for you to receive wisdom and strength as you work this out.
edit on 14-9-2012 by Observationalist because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by yesterdaysreality
Epirus, I have never read anything so beautiful and heartfelt. You are not alone. And even though it may be the hardest thing you may ever do in your in life, you have to let them go. My experience with my family addicts is they cling to you and make you feel guilty for not helping them by giving them everything you have. My mother was not an addict but a Supreme Enabler to my addict siblings. She kept them supplied with their drug or alcohol of choice, even going with them sometimes to score. The only thing that saved me was I didn't live with them, and I had my children to think of. I finally broke free and it took me the better part of 30 years to do so. I now see how I should have done it way back then and saved myself years of misery and abuse. I do not regret letting them go, including my mother. My children are grown now, and I am just learning to take care of me now. I pray and hope that it doesn't take you as long as it took me. Lots of hugs and blessings.