Together we were
To chase away fear
Divided we become
As fear invades everyone’s dreams
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We become violent for love
but afraid of losing life
We sacrifice to survive
Kill to live and hate more to progress
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We guess life is this little girl
That we wish to possess
Despite she is always for us all
We still want to chase her
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We think we were together
We only become strong to get her
But evil, for one another
And envious we still are of her
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As we party and smile together
We hate one another
Because she is part of us all
While each one wants her to be only theirs
***
Since we can’t survive without her
We make joy tinier
And life, messier than ever
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Together we are dreaming about fear
Wishing life wasn’t fearful
But creating even more fears
As we fight to get her
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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.
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Comments (3)
Excellent!!
This was heartbreaking. Beautifully worded, but had this aching to it. You have a new subscriber. Great Work, Marie!
This made my heart ache. I appreciate your work, so much