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Wrestling the Undertaker
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Ramblings from a Drunkard Died when I kissed you one last time
Threw away the map and got lost
Feeling the spiral's end creeping to me
Knew naught what was at end
Fear rose in a drowning tide
Alcohol choking the life out of me
The flash backs shredding the sobering mind
Hung over, seeking the poisoned cure in brown glass
Remembering what I had done, the fear choked eyes and it is all to clear in my bloodshot eyes
I am reaching the spiral's end
Standing in death's ugly gaze
Feeling the shivering fingers seek for the dying life within my sickened body
Frail man wrestling the soul reaper
Shattering glass bottles to make jagged wings
In the menoirs of holding you; I found victory
I found love again; the flames to keep the battle
With jagged wings I fly up the spiral to meet the ascending curve
Like this. KS
Like this.
KS
Thank you
I am happy to hear this. Wrote it after talking with my wife about my son and scaring him when I was drunk.
I fled to home (he lives in California, and home for me is Washington), crawled into alcohol and almost didn't crawl back out. I have been sober seven years.
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I am an artist of words as well as paints.