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Clarence Williams

Rookie - 10 Points (May 19,1980 / Washington, D.C)

Fathers addiction


I never wanted to have my fathers addiction.

I became trapped in time mentally
That physically sitting down in my chair brought me comfort each and everyday I wake, but still can't see or feel it's a knew day or morning.

Memories was living in my existence
Like I was giving it mouth, to mouth resuscitation to season that came and gone or something that's dead, that I must wanted alive that was breathing on me physically, I felt
A little like I was going crazy but I kept thee act up so you couldn't see Taylor's hurting That I had a problem that's trapped on thee inside me. Drinking was my drug of choice, it made me happy and I was living in this fantasy in my mind
But couldn't shake off this feeling in my reality that something's wrong with me And what I thought was hidden start seeping out in my walk, my talk, and my attitude. I look at my reflation and cried out aloud noooooo! ! ! ! ! ! ! Because I so something a ghost, I became what I hated my fathers addiction, I broke the glass
And Taylor's saw the morning.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Topic of this poem: addiction


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