Downing lemonade like it's tequila
Wishing my brain would fall under alcohol's cloak
Anything for a release
To be free of haunting memories
I'm taken back to that time
I barely got through
Where I was lost and shattered
Not at all as put together as I seemed
To a past where my heart had been broken
By the girl who shadowed my dreams
She was a ghost I always found
Wandering in my mind
To the days I was scared to go home
To a place where I was reproached
After years of family war
I was running for my life
Lost in memories of being alone
Cut off, judged as an outsider
No matter where I turned
People, friends, walked away
A time I barely made it through
Not sleeping- my mind full of tears
Not eating- I hated myself
Not coping- I needed an absent hand
My mind is returned to this dark place
To when I lost my will to carry on
And I wish for alcohol's deadly embrace
What if my future hasn't changed?
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Burdened: Vol. #11
PoetryNot all of these poems fit this title, but most of them do. Many of these poems are from a dark time of my life. I felt I was dragging my feet through life. Every conversation I had it felt like I told some lie. And each lie felt like a brick I carr...
