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lou

Sep 14, 2011 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

This poem is part of the workshop:

Writing With Emotions

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Fumes- writing with emotion workshop

I examine the toxic alcohol tainted fumes,
looking for an answer, searching for loves lost,
and opportunities tangled in the distant past.
Reaching for a future.

I recall the pub crawls and the booze soaked brawls
and in return receive a fist filled with splintered dreams
the boy i once was, three sheets to the wind ,
and drowning in my grief, hoping for a tomorrow.

Picturing where it all began and how i arrived here
lying in this metaphorical gutter.
I'm longing for that youthful lad, i lost
amongst the fag buts and the debauchery
wallowing in my melancholy.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: West London, GBR

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda , Jack Kerouac, Alan Ginsberg, D.H Lawrence, Jim Morrison's lyrics,

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Comments

14 years ago

LOL

Thanks and Whoops!!!!

its the lack of sleep.

Lou

Hope your eyes are healing

14 years ago

Dear Lou,

Excellent work... You've described my life b.s. (before Steven, LOL) The title can always be fixed. How about "Trashed"?

always, Cat

14 years ago

Cat

i'm so glad Steve came along, i hate to think you could have been so unhappy.

love lou

R

14 years ago

Dear Lou

sorrow repentance vividly expressed in this write...nicely done..