(#23) Reprimanding

Cut down what's unimportant!
Stop, now, or throw a face of regret.
Son, you must listen-
These words are your grease
To your face on the millstone.

One, do not let her hurt you!
You always seek the fire with your fingers
What a fool, I will not be here to
Save what shuts ears to instruction.
And refuse the float in the sea.

Two, do not constantly get distracted!
Your neck is not tightened by a cork,
Do not be choked by what you can swallow.
Push it down, do not play the host to
The infection, it will only hurt your throat.

Three, do not run blind!
You are not brainless.
Think before you step, for
I can lay you the stepping stones, but
You must look for them in the river.

Remember these words,
You write them out to embed shiny
Clear crystals in your enigmatic memory.
Sweep up the broken parts
They do not mean anything to you now

Bin them, throw them away now.
If you hesitate they will creep up your hand
And drink from your veins again.
You are not infinitely provident.
This cannot happen, no. You are busy enough.

You cannot afford to tangle yourself in a leash-
You cannot expect drugs to constantly be present
On a plate for you when you need it.
You addict, realise, your vices are those that hurt.
Leave them aside, the spotlight is on you.