A Gamer's Crutch

A Gamer's Crutch

A Poem by Jacob Brine

My executive chair

is like a park bench

and my laptop

is like a bottle in a bag

drowning my sorrows

ignoring those around me

it's all the same really

but just a different reality

one man kills himself

with alcohol 

and drugs

another kills himself

with poor health 

and loneliness

© 2014 Jacob Brine


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Added on January 8, 2014
Last Updated on January 8, 2014
Tags: Poem, Autism

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Jacob Brine
Jacob Brine

Lebanon, PA



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"Every Single thing has its own unique beauty. People with autism get to cherish this beauty, as if it's a kind of blessing given to us. Wherever we go, whatever we do, we can never be completely lone.. more..

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