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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tinnitus, tinnitus, it kills your peace of mind. A ringing in your ears that cannot be defined. And if you have a very severe case like mine. You wonder if you can continue in the human race devine. I’ve had this condition for well over five years. Spent twelve thousand dollars and haven’t found a cure. Others that have it say they just ignore in a way. I’m not so lucky, it drives me crazy night and day. I’ve found a way to silence it for a very few hours. And that’s with shots of alcohol and then things slowly sour. I suppose the booze really is a double edged sword. It’s killing me and the ringing until it later roars. I drink more now than ever, it’s a crazy thing. No doctors have ever helped me, been able to bring The noise down for more than a day. Then it’s back at 5:00 am, having its noisy way. I stopped drinking for about three months a year or so ago. The noise never left, but somehow I managed don’t you know. But now I’m back to the bottle willing to pay the price. For those few hours when the quiet is very nice. If there is someone out there who has found a cure. I’d like to hear from you, of that you can be sure. For this ailment is doing its best to slowly destroy me. And my desire to go on living is beginning to flee. People get diseases, live in pain and get treated. And if they’re lucky continue with life as needed. Others aren’t so fortunate and sadly pass away. And we remember them with every passing day. So every day I wonder what I’m supposed to do. Stop drinking, meditate, concentrate, live with it, too? This is the advice I’ve been given by many others. But they don’t live the life I live, because I can’t recover. Ringing, ringing in your ears 24 hours every day. Why I haven’t gone mad by now I truly cannot say. So until they come up with a cure for my condition. I’m going to keep on drinking, my friends I will not listen.
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