Rogue Glass ShardsA Poem by ObZenMetaphor for an alcoholic who recovers
Glasses can be half full,
Glasses can seem half empty, Glasses fall to the ground, Shattered Shards play lost and found, Man plays on repeat memories,
Of times the potion in cup was held,
Able to rebuild his glass,
Yet unable to keep filled, Drags around with the empty glass,
Living in insatiability, but nothing of his fault, Near death he speaks to the heavens,
Rain falls, his cuppeth overflows.
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1 Review Added on May 5, 2016 Last Updated on October 19, 2016 Tags: #addiction, #redemption, #despair, #hope AuthorObZenrockville, MDAboutEverything from "The greatest lie ever told" to "1 1 2 3 5..." was written from age 27-28 I am now 32. I've been told I'm an "interesting" individual, with an often strange mind. I see myself , a.. more..Writing
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