Friday, September 11, 2009

Two years worth of writer’s block (from July 28, 2006)

Bring back the cells burnt
By alcohol and cigarettes
Let me be free again
To put words to my feelings.
Bring me back my freedom
I unknowingly curtailed
Loving life too much.
Satisfied my cravings
Hurt my soul
Lost my voice.
Lack of words
Is all I have left.
I’ve lost my friends
My solace
My secret haven of thoughts on paper
And uneasy fingers on the keyboard.
Bring it back!
I have quenched my thirst
I have assuaged my gluttony.
All I wanna be
Is be whole again.

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