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Feb 2014
In the night
My thoughts are spinning like a carousel
But they're really going nowhere
My are hands are trembling  
But steadier than ever
The cigarettes lie next to the ***** and pills

In the night
The smoke wafts in the air
Coming towards me like a monster
It swirls in front and behind
Hidden obstacles trying
To grasp at my lungs

In the night
The ***** gives me look
Saying come here
It's a dangerous lake
Where I drown every night
Refusing to come up for
Any air

In the night
The pills sit there silent, but
Trying to coax me forward
The odd shaped chemicals
Drop me off in a hurt to
Nowhere land

In the night
I started a new hobby
They call it cutting
I call it
Permanent skin design
It won't get out of hand
That would take awhile

In the night
The night goes slower
Than the day does
The souls I took
Leave glare in my eyes
They look me in

In the night
The patches on my cut
Shine in the light
The lamp shows
My name through the thread
My stomach growls like a dog

In the night
I won't go down yet
But by man made substance
Drifting into nowhere land
Dropping me at the gates
Waiting for admission
Catherine Pelletier
Written by
Catherine Pelletier  Rocky Mountain house, AB
(Rocky Mountain house, AB)   
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