This one is very personal and is about some issues I had to deal with recently. I got through them, like I knew I would, but the events portrayed in this poem were difficult to deal with, to say the least. I just hope no one ever has to go through what I did, and I hope those that do have to deal with things like this get through them however they can. There are just some things people shouldn't have to go through, and although I am not going to come out and say what this event is, I hope no one ever has to deal with a situation like this ever again, even if that is wishful thinking. I hope someone enjoys this and either reevaluates their life or the peoples lives around them because of it. Here it goes.......
Twisted and convulsing, lying on the floor.
The smell of bleach stings my nose.
The vomit on the floor reminds me of lost time.
Of long fights with no winners.
Your lips are blue from your decision.
Your stomach burns with regret.
I wish I could have helped more.
Sometimes loose ends get caught up with current commitments.
Then commitment gets lost in ignorant arrogance.
We both lost something we may never get back.
The charcoal on your teeth speaks for itself.
You were the one that gave up,
And in the end it was all for nothing,
Now we're both alone.....
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