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Drunken Uselessness
Contributed by
bobotheclown
on
Tuesday, 17th August 2004 @ 05:01:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Bent fingers claw the air
As foggy strands are swept from my eyes
I feel the ache and sense of despair and
Know today will be different
I stop and try to let it all
Wash over me and make time pause,
But as the tears crawl down my heart
I know coping will be impossible
I grip my head and try to rip it out
And I know that this is not living
I stumble about for a while
Lost in this maelstrom of despair
Seeking for an easy way "out"
Bringing the bottle to my lips
I sucked upon the emptiness
That my escape emitted
Depleted, knowing the regret I will soon feel and
The lonely vacancy within the shattered shell of my heart
I cried within and despite the fuzziness
That my escape gave it only renewed the gnawing
Felt so acutely before
So broken I knelt upon the floor
And unable to find the words to beg of forgiveness
I collapsed into a fetal position
Swiftly draining my cup of despair
I wept until I lacked the strength
To plod onwards and fell asleep
Bathed in my own tears
Awaking, the same abjectness still tormenting my senses
Pain blurring my visionless sight
I scrabbled towards my affliction
Thinking it would annul the wooziness,
In my foolishness and abject stupidity,
I catch my reflection and see my eyes once bright
Now dull and sunken orbs
My face once lit with a smile
Now tarnished by a frown and streaked with tears
The bottle now depressingly on E
Good for only weeping into its dark confines
I toss it amongst the other bottles
I stagger towards the kitchen seeking more "medication"
Only to trip, hit my head on the counter, and blackout
Waking with tubes and needles in me
I hear the words "major alcohol poisoning"
Fighting against the resurging blackness (it wins)
Separated from my body (seeing the useless shell on the bed)
Seeing and hearing the flat line
Seeing and hearing the doctors - to late
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bobotheclown
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2004-08-17 17:01:21]
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Re: Drunken Uselessness
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by shelby on
Tuesday, 17th August 2004 @ 05:12:53 PM AEST
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Oh Joel this is so full of raw emotions and feelings you reached down deep sooooooo vivid
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Re: Drunken Uselessness
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by Nazmythian on
Tuesday, 17th August 2004 @ 05:13:43 PM AEST
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This is an incredible piece !! A heartwrenching tale of too often true fact. Wonderfully depicted.
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Re: Drunken Uselessness
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by venkat on
Tuesday, 24th August 2004 @ 12:42:34 AM AEST
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Great ending to findout the truth about shell.."Separated from my body (seeing the useless shell on the bed)"..I enjoyed your amazing work. venkat
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Re: Drunken Uselessness
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by SpreadYourWings on
Saturday, 4th September 2004 @ 12:12:21 AM AEST
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"Depleted, knowing the regret I will soon feel " This poem was so beautiful, probably one of my favorites. I enjoyed it very much.
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Re: Drunken Uselessness
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by Soulless on
Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 12:08:06 AM AEST
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While reading this I discovered that you didnt hold back at all. Such strong emotion coming through your words. I like the point that can be squeezed out of this. you cant drink your problems all away. Anyway, to make a long story short... simply stunning. By the way, your on my msn as well.
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Re: Drunken Uselessness
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by Kindredblood_dragon on
Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 09:21:08 AM AEST
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You have always had a way of mezzmorizing the mind, with such vivid, imagary, this poem is no different, it screams emotions, and ends in tragic proportions, It reminded me of times long gone, when I always look at the bottem of a recent empty, days were spent drowning my life, years until I crossed the line.
That was then this is now, beautifully written Joel.
Take care mate
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Re: Drunken Uselessness
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by Cancer on
Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 12:10:12 AM AEST
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it took me a bit, but i finally read it. i liked the mood, somber and self-destructive.
"Good for only weeping into its dark confines"
for me, that was the best line. and i quite enjoyed the ending. fitting. he got what he wanted, his despair is over.
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