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A stupid poem, written by someone who is bipolar.
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
I'm so close to the edge,just ready to leap from the ledge.Into the dark abyss,full of things we longer miss.I walk through the crowded graveyard,just..
Your hand.
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
With your hand... you pulled me through the door. With your hand... You pushed me to the floor. With your hand... You grabbed a knife. Wit..
Trying
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
Driving so fast Trying to escape the past. Spiraling down Trying to evade the baying hound. Love ones die Trying to not to let them see you c..
The last words ever heard.
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
Our tale is of hate and redemption. Far greater than friends we are, far deeper than brothers. The victor will be redeemed but never free of our gre..
Breath and inhale
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
Held close in your cold embrace I slip and fall. I lose my face. A gun in one hand and a lit ciggarette In the other. My question is which will ..
Everything will be alright
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
I don't need a drug to know what its like I don't need a hug to know its alright I don't need tofeel Baby, I just want to see Everything willb..
The wrath of the happy man
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
A Train wreck smile Each step, another mile On your knees, on the floor Undressed, F*****g a w***e Like yourtrue love Acrushed dove Living..
Insanity is Deliverance
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
A mother watching her baby cry A father telling his boy to try Sinking in the abyss Crying out for one last kiss fearinghappiness subcoming t..
Vaquera
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
This poem is not meant to make sense to anyone.
Poem #1
A Poem by
SobrietyHaze
The walls are hollow There's too much to swallow With no one to follow We are left to wallow Each day we make our way Till there's no pl..
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