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Jul 2012
Don’t look at me with hostility
It’s plain to see, oh so clearly
That you don’t give a ****
Is my life a sham........?

Don’t judge me, you see
It’s for the grace you go, no hope
To where this slippery *****
Bites and gnaws and claws

I sold my soul
Anything, to drown this hole
I’d crawl; I’d beg to get my fix
Lounging in the dirt... a ditch

It started simple, in control
Insidious was its smile
Comforting, for awhile
I wasn’t looking.... it turned its back

Sold me down the alley
Absorbed on crack
How did I get here, unclear?
Hey... mind your back... ‘I’m here’

You don’t see me
You don’t hear me
You just hurt me
You just curse me

I’m black and blue
My veins.... shot, collapsed, see through
I hate you all, above all
Me, that person you don’t see

I’m wounded, unobserved
Undeterred and blinded, misguided
Give me that fix, none of ya tricks
I know your sort, behind my back.... you’ll talk

Gateway to hell is here
I wonder could heaven draw near
I’m down in the gutter
Can’t even raise myself to mutter

It owns me
And destroys me
Latched on and clung to me
Stained and debauched me

Until I couldn’t see
Or hear, or walk or talk
Just veer your course... yeah, you’re not real
Don’t buy me a soul cause I can’t heal

Too late for me now
A broken soul without pride
I can’t hide, this narrow grave it’s covering me
The light grows dim in shade, fools me

I see nowt, pure nothing; yet... winking
A light, a smile it faces me
I take its brand of urgency
Without falter I stumble, can I alter?

This turmoil of no hope
Emerging through this pit of mar
That clings and sticks like tar
Turning my face to *****

To find some hope to reach and run
Get outa this god forsaken place
I don’t know if I have strength to race
I have no speech my words are done

Yet I have begun, the light it flickers
Yet blows out with whispers of
My demise, of cries
My grasp.... denies

I ask, please help me
But you don’t see
It’s up to me
Yet the light still kindles

It takes me forth
And never dwindles
At times it may be hard to know
The path to which I must turn to go

Yet know it I will
You see, what’s left will ****
For sure I’ll climb my hill
Back to life to sanity

To those who love me
Waiting in the aisles
Never failing me with smiles
They welcome me I see it now

I hold my breath and knit my brow
Towards their open arms I stumble
Rushing forward, oh so humble
They hold onto me

It is clear oh wretched me
At last I look
I look!!
I see!!
Laura Susan Smith
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Laura Susan Smith  Warwickshire - England
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