Day 6: Addictions

The smell of freshly made coffee
reminds me that my day will get better

I use my work to escape
To forget that I have unmet needs
That I’m lonely
And it feels like I have no-one sometimes

I paint my nails as a form of therapy
The colours remind me that I am an artist
So I cannot afford to be bored
For my own sanity

The end-of-day wine is to acknowledge my attempts
That I AM trying
Plus, it keeps the anxiety
And the inner critic
At bay.

That much, I’ll admit.

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