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Pour Me Another

Poetry By: NeverAshamed
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A poem about how I feel when I look back on the past couple years of my life.


Submitted:Apr 8, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


I was trying to help others instead of helping myself and spent all of my time caring about everyone else.

I was broken inside and just praying to recover but now I know an empty cup can never fill another.

My vision, my quest and my every desire stands above all else in this stoic empire.

I am the emperor of a modern Triple Alliance between freedom and love and bittersweet defiance.

When I looked into the mirror I started to see that I have become everything I never wanted to be;

On a never ending path of destruction and pain-using cutting, drugs and alcohol just to keep sane.

Now that I know exactly where I went wrong I'll back track my steps to find out just where I belong.

Rewind back to when answers to questions were found and innocence was a word I couldn't pronounce.

Let's start everything over and this time do it right-give it every ounce of strength to know that I tried.

Although I know an empty cup could never fill another, my cup's been half empty so pour me another.





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