Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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Seperation

Seperation

A Poem by Mr. Lopez

Even after being severed for so long…….

  Why is it that I can still feel it?

Long after I have lost sight ………….

  Why is it that I can still see it?

Years after I last ate…….

  Why is it that I can still taste it?

Through transcendence from a slow calming

Winter separation

I still long for its cold embrace

Because I have eaten of the forbidden fruit

I will always hunger for its bitter sweet nectar

Although I have blinded myself of its view

I see it as a reminder of who I will never be

It would be so easy

 To eat just one more bite…..

It would be so easy

To know her cold touch just once more….

It would be so easy……

To change my view for a day

But I’ve been given a chance to balance the books

I have come too far forward

To fall so far back

I will live Forever more separated

 

© 2008 Mr. Lopez


Author's Note

Mr. Lopez
The battle of addiction is an ugly war in anyones life.I have seperated myself from the chosen substances to live in reality. Yet the battle lasts a life time. Just one slip and you will fall.

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I really relate with this as I think addiction is a part of everyone's life-some in their pasts and some in the present. I am sure there are a lot of people that would agree-At least those that are willing to be honest. The American Family Association says that 75% of families have someone that is addicted to something, creating gross dysfunction. I myself, believe the statistics have got to be higher than that....I appreciated this write. Just saying it like it is. I love to read writes like this that deal with every day battles that we face. So easy to relate. Thanks ML! :-) Carole

Posted 16 Years Ago


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I had to reread the first part a few times.
But I really like this. You must have much experience in this field.
It sounds completely wretched and I'm sorry for such things.
It does make for a beautiful write none the less.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

If you ever feel yourself slip my friend, grab on to me... to all of your friends here and elsewhere.. and hold on tight! I have been grabbed onto many times before and have done some grabbing of my own! It's this thing we call "life". The only thing that truly matters is the love and support of others that help us through it. The love. It's always been about the love, and always will be.

This is another fantastic piece of work from you. You show such courage and strength, understanding and compassion to your friends. They are blessed to have you. The world is blessed to have your kind spirit walk amongst us...

God bless you ML.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I really relate with this as I think addiction is a part of everyone's life-some in their pasts and some in the present. I am sure there are a lot of people that would agree-At least those that are willing to be honest. The American Family Association says that 75% of families have someone that is addicted to something, creating gross dysfunction. I myself, believe the statistics have got to be higher than that....I appreciated this write. Just saying it like it is. I love to read writes like this that deal with every day battles that we face. So easy to relate. Thanks ML! :-) Carole

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Mr. Lopez
Mr. Lopez

Chandler, AZ



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I was born in Texas October of 1966. Raised in California where i fell in love with music and art. I came from a large , poor family where the most valuable thing we ownwed was our love for each other.. more..

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