Wife Addiction Poems

Beneath the churning skies and wrathful sea, 
A lone man wails into swirling agony.
Each crashing wave, a relentless assault,
Mirroring the chaos of his inner tumult.

Beneath...

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I live my life sober and clean
but once was called a bean

I started with promise and hope 
then found myself drowning in dope

I smoked a...

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fear of the outside

I lifted my glass of red wine towards the lamplight
I didn't see a romantic dream, but a dirty glass
full of fat finger...

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Forget the religious folks, they don’t have a clue. 
Of who God really is, or what He can do.
 They talk churchy talk, man they...

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A pure Hawaiian of rare birth,
living a life somewhat carefree,
fed farm animals by this squirt,
sticks and stones were real toys indeed,
set trash ablaze, be on...

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(Family heirloom, Persian Gharajeh rug)

Coping Skills

The world is certainly not as it should be.
Maybe it’s always been that way,
But now we know 24/7.

So we each...

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11
Turning the tide
On this loneliness inside
Can’t wait to wash it away
It’ll be gone someday
Then I’ll have a woman
To bare me a daughter + son
Maybe 4...

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I’ll have just one more drink, my friend,
then I really must be heading home.
I’ve stayed away far too long now,
and I’ve left her waiting all...

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First before you say anything, I'm in love with my husband but the drug addiction gets hard to watch. *Possible trigger warning*
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Bongs, bubbles and needles...
Awake...

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Someone special died because you drink and drive

Dear drunk driver I want you to know
Forgiveness is a fire enlight save souls
Maybe you live
Maybe you are...

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I won’t pretend we were close.
We both know that wasn’t the case.
Yet, news of your passing rocked me to my core.
Your wife asked what we...

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If my Mothers life pointed to a way forward,
Without the need for drugs, 
Or an excuse to dwell on the unfairness of life.

If my Fathers...

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Speaking of Love
While at the high school meeting
I was talking amongst friends.
When my friend asked me about
  My wife…..
He asked me if she was...

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Some folks wallow in power, yet seem cold
Some souls have softened callous hearts.
Somewhere, a mother and her baby lay dying
Mud, sweat, tears, and blood, baked.
Somewhere...

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In 1955,in Lincoln,Nebraska,John E.Reid hepled
gain a confession from a suspect,darrel parker,
for parker's wife's murder.This case established
Reid's reputation and popularised his technique.
Parker recanted his confession the...

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