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Drunken hell (poetry)

January 5, 2012

I have no identity

Pain has become me

Lost in the confusion of drunken hell

Feelings numbed so physically I can be well

Roaming through life in a haze

Can’t see clearly constantly in a daze

Lord guide me I am stumbling blind

Searching, searching, searching

For something I’ll never find

Health, peace and a life that’s pain free

And also can you find the old me

I beg you bring back person I used to be

 

© April M. Barbosa 2011

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2 Comments
  1. Powerful stuff my friend. Good job!

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