The Edge of a Sunset

The Edge of a Sunset

A Poem by Kaela Craven

Every addiction has its sickness

 

I've almost grown to love it

Because when the vomit comes

To the tip of my tongue -

 

When I see the marks

On the touch of my arms -

 

I know I've been there.

 

I've been to the edge.


The edge of a sunset -

A sunset of forgiveness

And I haven't fallen off...

 

 

 

 

© 2009 Kaela Craven


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lovely.. loved these lines the most though:

When I see the marks
On the touch of my arms -
I know I've been there.
I've been to the edge

very beautiful write...

Regards,
Poetic Soul

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Kaela Craven
Kaela Craven

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