Poetry

Quitting

Photo and model credit Lucz of @meet_me_in_the_morgue

Your love was like a cigarette, addictive, yet bad for my health. Every breath was filled with you and your drug flowed through my veins. But with each drag I took and still crave, you’re a habit I need to quit. With each exhalation, I’m abandoning the wreckage you left behind, letting it go. Because I’m better than that.

Β© Sarah Doughty

For the ‘Support Insta Writers’ August Prompts
(based on books written by authors in the IG community)
hosted by Tracy and Journee.

Abandoned Breaths by @alpha_poetry
CustomΒ request by @antigonaa.berishaa

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33 thoughts on “Quitting”

  1. Love is addictive. And the reason we get addicted to loving somebody,even if it hurts, is because we make the person we love the person for whom we would do anything. For whom our love would make us go to the ends of the Earth.
    I believe that’s our flaw. We should make ourselves the person we love the most and do whatever makes us the most happiest.

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  2. Again, so well written, I can feel the struggle going on; I can sense that she’s not going to make it but go back to her addiction. In my interpretation the last line is a hook desperately thrown in the water with no bait on it. PS: maybe I know too many addicts and my view is jaded!

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