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Empty
By silentninja
So whats next?
I'm not even looking my best
How does one succumb
to less
Without the sour taste of alcohol upon his breathe
The internet has possessed my very soul
With it's promnise of something
more
I await something more
My life needs something more
More?
Whatever was I looking for?
Within my heart grows a
hole
One I dream of filling with alcohol
I yearn for another
feeling
At this point just about anything
Should I walk
down that road I swore to never tread
Its now been years, and I'm
not used to this nothingness yet
From recent events I remain
unscathed
It's gone past lunchtime, and still i have not shaved
To come anywhere close, you'll have to be brave
Bring an exorcist
just to save my name
Light of day sun
Dark of night moon
Its all the same
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Copyright 2011 silentninja
Published on Saturday, March 26, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
emptiness sucks, and sometimes you have to fill it with whatever you can get your hands on--no one can blame you, and if they do then screw them. Wonderful poem
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