Wails Of AddictionA Poem by Don ShawAddiction succumbs so many.
Wails Of Addiction
The Erie sounds around me tugging at my name, ripping , clawing , tearing , causing lasting pain. Cravings unquenchable, guilt, remorse, and shame. Erie sounds around me pleading at my name. All the mirrors covered, house is kept in dark. death drives a caddie, and in my soul it parks. Drowning by the minute, gasping for some air, crawling, scratching, screaming, why should i care. Erie sounds around me coughing up my name. Knocking at my door, shhhhhhh be silent. convulsing stomach walls, often very violent. Voices outside my window, voices on the roof, and to these crazy voices i wish there was a mute. I pray for God to save me, and free me from this pain. Erie sounds come from me, SCREAMING OUT HIS NAME ! © 2011 Don ShawFeatured ReviewReviews
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StatsAuthorDon ShawSan Angelo, TXAboutI love the art of expression, be it of paint or pen, or a spoken word. more..Writing
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