Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Poems ❯ Overcome ( Chapter 15 )
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Overcome
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The sweet smell of the spice,
Lingers near my lips.
Once again, the pain came twice,
But that will soon be fixed.
Yet again my head starts to spin,
Or it seems, but maybe just me.
As the spice kicks in,
For no reason, i'm happy.
It's only just for now,
The feelings will soon go away.
I know what I do is foul,
But...i'll just do it again another day.
What good does this do,
If it doesn't take it all?
Then again I don't have a clue,
I allow the bottle to fall.
Here I am, on this couch again,
All alone while the world goes by.
Yeah I have a life and a few friends,
But not enough to fill the sky.
This is the life I chose,
To be next to this bottle.
Then, for the world, I wouldn't have to pose,
That's me for ya, just awful.
Another shot goes down,
Who am I to blame?
My arms feel funny, I can't move them around,
Tears stream down...for shame.
Why am I this way?
I didn't want to be like this.
I wish I could just go away,
So no one can see this piece of shit.
Allowing myself to wallow in pity,
I know i'm much better.
I'm smart and, you know what, i'm pretty,
Without this bottle I could be greater!
But...what will I do?
How can I just change my who life?
Easy...just stop being a fool,
And acting like i'm in strife.
With each little step I take,
I will take each with pride.
And each smile that I give won't be fake,
No longer shall I hide.
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The sweet smell of the spice,
Lingers near my lips.
Once again, the pain came twice,
But that will soon be fixed.
Yet again my head starts to spin,
Or it seems, but maybe just me.
As the spice kicks in,
For no reason, i'm happy.
It's only just for now,
The feelings will soon go away.
I know what I do is foul,
But...i'll just do it again another day.
What good does this do,
If it doesn't take it all?
Then again I don't have a clue,
I allow the bottle to fall.
Here I am, on this couch again,
All alone while the world goes by.
Yeah I have a life and a few friends,
But not enough to fill the sky.
This is the life I chose,
To be next to this bottle.
Then, for the world, I wouldn't have to pose,
That's me for ya, just awful.
Another shot goes down,
Who am I to blame?
My arms feel funny, I can't move them around,
Tears stream down...for shame.
Why am I this way?
I didn't want to be like this.
I wish I could just go away,
So no one can see this piece of shit.
Allowing myself to wallow in pity,
I know i'm much better.
I'm smart and, you know what, i'm pretty,
Without this bottle I could be greater!
But...what will I do?
How can I just change my who life?
Easy...just stop being a fool,
And acting like i'm in strife.
With each little step I take,
I will take each with pride.
And each smile that I give won't be fake,
No longer shall I hide.