DEADLY ESCAPISM

It’s been awhile since I’ve had the time to blog.  You get divorced, become a single parent, and the whole world changes.  BUT I feel I finally have things pulled together enough to come back.  I miss you!

 


I started a YOUTUBE channel where I basically just read my poetry.  So much harder than I expected it to be… tongue gets twisted up in every direction possible.


HASTYWORDS


I hope you subscribe because it is just the first step in something very exciting my daughter will be doing later.  Enjoy !



Getting sober is the best thing I did for my depression.

 


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I feel myself dangling


Hung from my ankles


Unable to rise above


A rag doll with eyes


Watching the spinning


Colors mixing, swirling


Combining into night


And then it comes to life


Dragging itself closer


Shrouding me, holding me


Suffocating me in its belly


And I close my eyes


Giving myself to sleep


As my consciousness absorbs


All my intoxicated blood


Siphoning all my hurts


And then multiplying them


Into an incomprehensible pain


Causing me to pull the next


Pretty bottle of escapism


From my shelf stocked full


 


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Published on June 11, 2018 07:28
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