Best Battling Poems

You  told
               me  once  
               about the
               R e l...

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Sitting on the easel of life
a portrait of a man
so much in love with that
to tempt the mood,
a need to caress his wanton spirit
when becoming a spent part of life’s toxic waste,
his need to step off the world
to escape its inhabitants
from choking him to death.
Yet somehow somewhere deep within
his sunken soul a desire,
to carve out...

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Give me vodka, give me rum
I love the feeling of being numb
Give me a glass of Hennessy
I don’t care, just give it all to me
Everything is getting blurry
Why am I so filled with fury?
Alcohol all day and night
The only thing that feels all right
Can’t live without a single sip
I need the taste right on my...

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I was all excited when I heard you were on.
I sent you positive things to decorate your wall.
I gave you pictures to remember the loved ones lost.
We have chatted and started to catch up.  

 You told me something that broke my heart.
I can’t believe you are willing to go back.
What do you miss...

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“I’m Tim and I’m an addict, and I last drunk a week ago.”
The circle replied ‘hi Tim’, all their eyes fixed to my shuddering body
All unaware of the eccentric movement of my quivering lips, all not wanting to be.
The chair was shaking and the room was hot, I was waiting for that time when;
I’ll be...

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There is a hostile villain that lurks deep inside,
turning the human body into a battleground.
With disdain, it causes pain one cannot abide,
but the fight goes on until a cure can be found.

It strangles hope like an noxious climbing vine,
One that I wish overwatering would simply rot.
It stains a body with a toxic mark.  I...

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I woke up with vines strangling my neck and holding me down,
     but let me begin at the beginning of this adventure;
it begins with a packet of running beans that looked appealing,
         said to be easy to grow, so I said to self,...

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She traces a  litter of  rising stars;
while exploring  a place blissful within--
or even feel  a desire to extend a timeline
where vicious crimson cells invade
those mounds of chalice breasts, uninvited.

And a once  vibrant energy grows frenetic ,
nearly withering from the changed biopsy of 
a frame now boney,    lightly...

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A cry came out of Charleville ... "Please help our bilby mate! 
Extinction is now on the cards, let's save him from this fate." 
This little Aussie battler, folks, is disappearing fast. 
Five other species have now gone;  this bandicoot's the last. 
 
Since European settlement it's lost its former range, 
Man's pastoral activities...

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No one knew his background, he did not speak of family 
Not even the one left, whom he felt was a burden
His younger sister with whom he’d been out of touch

Financially, he was doing alright, handsome and perfectly fit
Friends wondered why he wasn’t dating
When asked, he’d merely laugh it off

If they only knew the burden...

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Battling Addiction

Lead me from the dark
Where all is black and stark
Lift me from the hollow
Give me rules to follow

Somehow I have slid away
And I can’t recall the day
Memory now is hard to find
All my hours are unkind

Will you feel the knife that twists
In the place where I exist
Where the demons do abide
And I have no...

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BATTLING BREAST CANCER

It all began one Summer day
As a numbness in my breast
At first I thought, it'll go away
My bra is too tight I guess

That evening in the shower
While getting ready for bed
I felt it was my darkest hour
A time that all women dread

The self exam to ease my mind
Caused my heart to suddenly jump
What...

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I loved you once years ago 
Our passion was divine
Could see our life together forever
But instead I could not compete
For your lover was a bottle.

I tried all I could do 
Being your wife and supporting you
But no matter how hard I tried 
No matter what I couldn't compete
With the liquid you chose instead

It's funny how...

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Oh Methuselah, here you are again

With Methuselah in your hand hold tight to your chest

Yesterday you were wheeled down to your abode down the ghetto

By some good fellows walking by

After soaking yourself in an ocean of gin

Oh Methuselah, it’s not too late to repent

Deny Methuselah today and live a purposeful life tomorrow

Methuselah, aren’t you aware...

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She sits in the room across from me
Mocking my sanity
As I try to will her to go away
But we live in a room that has no door
She sits there smug and awfully sure
That she’s in my life now to stay

She grows bigger as I get small
I don’t recognize myself at all
Her desires dictate my every...

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