The Haunting Demon

4/24/23

On the precipice of hope and redemption,
Faced with inevitable failure
Like time and time again.
Back in this facility
Like a demon haunting my every step.
Why can't I be rid of myself?
I am a plague to everyone around me,
A fly in the soup of mankind.
I am a disgust so unfathomable
Not a soul alive would dare approach me
For want of retching at my sight.
Yet here I sit in another rehab,
Pretending I might have the ability to survive hell.
Encouragement abound,
Belief in the process of forced abstinence,
As if thirty days can undo sixteen years.
A stomach full of steel brings more comfort
Than chanting phrases from a cult of fanatics.
But imagine if I could kick this for good!
Maybe people would love me again.
Not that I deserve forgiveness or redemption.
Especially from myself.
There is no way I can make this last.
I am the demon haunting my every step.
I am the hell in my life.