Crutches.
Crutches. #mine stories
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LunaGrimm
LunaGrimmJust an ordinary space kid.
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This is about relapse and addiction, and trying to get by but trying to come off like you're okay.

Crutches.

by LunaGrimm

My legs have been broken for quite sometime, but I've kept trying to walk.

Maybe that explains why I keep on falling and stumbling, losing my way.

Maybe if I had a crutch or crutches, I'd be able to walk right. Something to, make me feel..

...Invincible.

LIke you once did. Except I knew I was still mortal.

Maybe if I did drugs more often and swallowed oceans of alcohol I'd feel the same.

Invincible, yet still mortal.

Except I wasn't addicted to you, and I didn't use you like I do drugs and alcohol.

If crutches help me walk, then they help me walk. It shouldn't matter if you're walking perfectly fine without me.

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LunaGrimmBronze CommaJust an ordinary space kid.
9 months agoReply
@bernardtwindwil thank you.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
9 months agoReply
This was poignant.It was painful to think about. You are courageous both in writing and facing this damned addiction thing. Great post!!!!