Rubicon moment: A limit or point is reached when the results of one’s actions cannot be changed. A point of no return, where an irreversible decision is made.
The Sunday morning was cold I knew, but could not feel.
The momentary yet lucid glimpses in-between chemical naps an unwelcome consequence.
Clutching the needle, lusting for a peace I could not know.
Not suicidal but craving a death of some type.
I couldn’t make it in the world, I couldn’t make it on the street. I could have the drugs or I could have life. How unfair.
Clearly I could have neither.
Steadying my veins to accept one more bliss, nodding out.
I caught 3 pair of laced boots headed my way, I was caught.
Some strange spirit came through me and honesty graced my lips for the first time in years.
I told these men everything, with zero concern for the consequences or future.
A leap of faith, at the feet of justice.
A Rubicon moment
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