ADDICTION AFFLICTION by Abby Yael

I know there is hope for every single person out there that struggles with his or her own addiction, whatever it may be...

Although I wouldn’t classify myself as a smoker anymore, I think it’s still something that I’ll always battle with on and off. As I continue my journey of self-exploration and am more in touch with my mind body connection, it is getting easier. Listen to your deeper self and ask yourself some questions.

Addiction Affliction

by Abby Yael

‘I really need a smoke’

is the diction

of my addiction;

the insipid voice of evil benediction.

Waiting for something to upset me

to truly affect me

so I can reach for my vice,

guilt free for my predilection-

A free pass for one or ten

Or however many the mind

has designed and justified

to fit into a metaphorical box of excuses

that would span the entirety of the world

If the contents were unfurled

No matter how many pretty packaged boxes we open,

each one’s filled with destruction, sealed with a deadly kiss

from the fake lips of a smiling assassin.

You might argue you like it

the stubborn inner child who flips the finger

to authority or the well meaning majority,

but don’t be fooled sweetheart

it’s the stockholm syndrome talking.

Take control of your body

Be kind to your mind and watch the voices

that make excuses for your choices.

Take a moment to breathe

Ask yourself a deeper question;

what’s the anxiety

underneath

the knee-jerk reaction that’s craving relief?

Does this action positively affect

your future self?

Have you tired of putting bandaids

on internal bleeding?

Remember:

You’re strong, you’re worthy

look inside and decide

to learn from this journey.

Abby Yael is writing from the heart, sharing stories and trying on different people’s shoes. Exploring the human condition through love, life, words and art. Abby has recently had the epiphany that her interests are her therapies. She dabbles in all the things that make her feel alive and centered: Acting, yoga, writing and appreciating the small things—finding beauty in even the darkest of days. You can find her on Facebook here.

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