Picture by Luca (see link below)
It was so sweet
the pain
Until it was not
Until the joy
turned into
a mothrfuckin' drought
Drought only relieved
With just one
Little bit of compassion
Compassion not
For one like me
Living beyond the doubt in doubt
Doubt that harms the soul
From deep down
I crawl
Crawl to the only place
Still accepting members
With a cold stone at the header
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Thanks for reading.
Link to photographer used at the header - Luca
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G. A. Botero
I have a million bad ideas, until a good one surfaces. Poetry, short stories, essays.
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Comments (3)
Very relatable at this point of my life. Lovely writing!
This was so poignant and relatable. Loved your poem!
Addiction is a beast!!