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Empty Bottles (Drown)

Poem by: Coralie

Summary

I don't know what to do anymore.

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Submitted: December 19, 2013

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Submitted: December 19, 2013

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I'm cracking.

My outer shell, my wall to the world, is tumbling down and there's nothing I can do to stop it.

Every reprieve I once had is gone. My havens, invaded. My trusted friends now become spiteful spies, trying to watch me fall.

 

Okay, I say, just let me fool myself.

A trick or two to ease the pain shouldn't be that bad.

But any intoxicating attempt gives no relief;

 

Even my own self refuses to accept this liquid that burns in the back of my throat.

The only thing that seems warm at all right now.

 

 

Sitting alone, I wait for it to take effect.

So I can clink my empty glasses and cans of coke and

 

Drown.


© Copyright 2016 Coralie. All rights reserved.

Empty Bottles (Drown)

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Genre: Poetry

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Genre: Poetry

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Summary

I don't know what to do anymore.

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