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Alcohol Addictions
Contributed by
thegurl
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Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 11:58:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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I can’t believe I stand here now
In front of the mirror that sweats
Half unconscious trying to escape myself
Taking comfort in Vodka and Remy
Mad at myself cause I thought I could win
Blood shot eyes and shaky legs
The room starts to spin I fall to the floor
I’ve stretched myself beyond my means
Afraid to find something to control this
Cause I might breakdown in front of you
Tired of being ignored by those who should help
So lost in their little worlds they’ll never fix
Crying into the pillow I realize it’s been awhile
Since I’ve gone and screwed things up just like I always do
And I have no place to call my own
Throwing up out the window onto the street below
I’ve been here before I’ve felt this pain
I need to justify the reasons for how I’m living
What would you do if it were you
Sitting in AA I stand and leave the circle
Look back at everyone and say
Please forget the things I should have said.
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thegurl
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Re: Alcohol Addictions
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by Rxqueen on
Saturday, 26th March 2005 @ 04:31:23 AM AEST
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| This was painful to read. Being and alchoholic is a desperate and horrible thing. I can relte to your words. I ecspecially liked the last line. I hope you make it through sweetie. I knwo it is hard. You put your feelings and realities well in this peice. Keep writing. It helps. |
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Re: Alcohol Addictions
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by Vermillion on
Friday, 13th May 2005 @ 06:48:30 PM AEST
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truley touching and provoking. steer clear of all those little demons in a bottle
~vermillion~ |
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