Hi there Lexi! Niteowl here to leave a quick review.
This poem tells a compelling story of an addict and their transition to a sober life. There's some standout lines, including the first couplet and this section:
but how much longer before I'm dead or decide to change?
Through wasted times I have lost my purpose
Even the thought of life, well, it makes me nervous.
The bottle was a thief robbing me of peace
attempting and failing to use any substance as a release.
Where I think this poem could be improved is in the structure and rhyme. Some lines flow really well, but others seem to mismatch, the lines getting rather wordy in pursuit of a rhyme. I would try to be more concise and have the lines match each other in length so they flow better. I'll pick on the final couplet for example.
All those past years I had spent wasted never essentially went to waste,
for they can be put to use as an example of how not to live my old way
As is, this is kind of clunky, but I do like the wordplay of the first line.
All those years I spent wasted didn't go to waste
because now they show how I can't live that way.
This says the same thing, but a bit snappier, so it reads more smoothly. In general, it's always a good idea to read your poem out loud and see what flows and see what sounds odd/clunky/repetitive.
Also, I noticed you repeat "the bottle" a lot, which can work, but it's not always necessary. Think about if you need to repeat it every time.
Overall, this is a solid transformation narrative, but I would look at the structure and rhyming to make it flow better. Keep writing!
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