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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

13 years 9 months ago

LOL

Thanks and Whoops!!!!

its the lack of sleep.

Lou

Hope your eyes are healing

13 years 9 months 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

13 years 9 months ago

Cat

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

love lou

R

13 years 9 months ago

Dear Lou

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