Broken Bones

Broken Bones

A Poem by Poetic Justice
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This is about my past

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Im still trying to figure out,
What I have become,
I used to get so high,
Everything was numb,
A lifetime of memories,
Many have now faded,
I didn't plan to live my life,
Absolutely jaded,
Repeating the apocalyptic,
Hell of yesterday,
The smallest taste of Heaven,
Is the biggest price we pay.
My own super highway,
Destination Hell,
I wish I had a dollar,
For every time I fell,
Searching for my purpose,
But what did I find,
I've created my own prison,
And a pain of a different kind.

© 2014 Poetic Justice


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To be honest some of these lines are just perfect. I'm not a big fan of the ending though.

Posted 10 Years Ago


A rough past resulting to a beautiful poem.. It was heart felt and true. An awesome write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on January 21, 2014
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Tags: Recovery

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Poetic Justice
Poetic Justice

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