February 11, 2018 · 8:32 PM
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raw

he recalls

every hurt

every lie

every wrong

done to him

every wrong

done by him

­

anguished

he remembers

all who abandoned him

yet he worships still

at her altar

for it is love

that lets men live

­

he tries

time and again

only to fail

so he isolates

and self medicates

(though he would deny it)

the liquor

dulling the pain

to an almost tolerable level

allowing him to speak

to share

to try to gain understanding

~Melanie Thomason

February 2018

 

 

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  2. hitandrun1964
    February 11, 2018 at 11:59 PM

    Oh, nice one. You said it perfectly.

    Reply

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