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Recovery
by Debra Rose (Age: 21)
copyright 05-03-2005


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
I see you sitting there
Staring at the wall
Is it that entrancing?
The way it sways when you're high
Or the faded look in your eyes.
I'm not sure I like you like this.
Or is that me I'm seeing in the mirror?
Dear God, can you hear me?
It's me, the drug addict,
I'm pressing to cold glass,
Feeling the radiation of ice in my skin.
God is this what it feels like to sin?
Is this what heaven is?
Or maybe I meant to say hell?
What were we talking about?
Oh yah, something along the lines
of teleporting, I think.
Or was that just studying the leaves
on the other side of the plexi glass institution
That is the prison of my mind
Burning and churning
Escaping these binds.
But I can't get out
I can't escape.
God, can you hear me?
I'm attempting to breathe
I'm attempting to be free
I'm attempting to need....
I'm staring at the wall
But I'm not sure it's me.....


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05-15-2005 Delaney Lindley    

Sometimes we're all trapped. Perfect write. Reminds me of this saying "Sometimes the world is a prison, and the crime we've committed is how much we hate ourselves." Love this one, Zoe.
Luv, SkiTTles ^___^
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