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Drunken Thoughts COULD I ..........?
I could,
I Should.
I would,
I’d tremble.
It’s time for me
No longer will I cry.
For now, the tears have
The men I knew
All, too long ago.
All laid to rest.
All have died.
All my ghosts
Have gone away.
They sleep the sleep,
Both night and day.
My turn, has come
Of this I know
Perhaps in hell
I’ll burn?
My wings
Once proudly earned
Some what tarnished?
While robins sing
Where now
He hails triumphant
The smouldering feathers
I bid farewell.
Such haunting bad memories that make you cry unless you can quarrantine them in a little pocket of yourself that makes part of your heart brittle. I know the feeling of NOT CRYING ANYMORE. That's worse than the tears because it means you've passed a barrier that most never pass. My pain was caused from an abusively drunk ex-husband. Alcoholic and verbally homicidal. He killed me inside. I'm beginning to live again now. I hope you can too.
Jessica