Bones
Organs
Blood
Heart
Body full of
Love
Joy
Happiness
Precious gifts of
Baby
Child
Family
Dog
Cat
Simple loves of
Flowers
Leaf Blower
Cookie
Candy
Demands of
Job
Weight
Responsibility
Debt
Big personality
Other people’s problems
Backpack
Obsession with
Iphone
Laptop
Righteousness
Words
Developing
Guilt
Shame
Fear
Pain
Shadows
Worry
Sadness
Unshed tears
Goals
Yet our hands full of
Coffee cups
Beer bottles
Pill bottles
Drugs
Liquor galore
To end up with a
Coffin
Lily
Apologies
Renewed with
Preys
Faith
Hope
And everlasting breath
About the Creator
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
Comments (2)
This is actually deeper than it seems. Loved it!
You covered the gambit of life in this list poem. Great work covering the basics of living and loving.