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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I smoked a pack of Marlboros Every day, left butts smoldering In dirty, smelly ashtrays The nicotine addiction compelled Me to quit… yet, I did not I smoked until there was only Short, spasmic breaths Left in my black lungs And oxygen had to be taken aside So I could light up I drank a fifth of vodka Every day, left empty glasses In a sink that hesitated To risk the flood of last drops Being washed away with Dawn And the tears that poured Down cheeks who knew I was an alcoholic who couldn’t Quench my thirst with anything That didn’t say 90 proof I swallowed a Percocet every time The pain that pierced my heart With regrets, remorse, remembrances Started to edge between me And the familiar feeling of numbness That comes from taking a pill Every time the feeling that rises inside Feels like you have been slapped With the truth, the facts, the reality Coming alive without that 10 mg capsule The addiction flowed through me in waves Caressing the beach of my thoughts Like a sea laps at the sandy shore with The familiar touch of hope for the sun Who will light up, with rays, hues of gold Whispering through the morning Embracing the pastel shells and mysterious Swells of ocean water, pushing against the beach Like a gentle hand will push against my habits With the knowledge that this dependence is vile I clasp hands with the truth when I take a breath And look up at the heavens with a broken heart Who listens to the words that come alive inside When the heavenly Father looks down at me The child who is drifting on waves of sin and shame And, in a still small voice speaks… Even the richest, most blessed nation can pray For redemption.. just have faith, God bless the USA and AAA
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