Lost in a world of imaginary happiness,
created,
to hide from your pain.
You dont see how jaded you've become,
And one sip at a time,
You dig yourself into a deeper denial;
Losing precious moments of your life,
Sealing your own fate,
With a golden nail.
This deadly diease consumes you,
Posioning your mind,
To decieve those who love you;
You blame it on a past that still haunts you,
And it beats you further into the ground,
Inch by inch.
When will you open your blinded eyes,
And let the light in.
Author notes
I've Completely Lost Myself And I Don't Mind
So this was obviously inspired by Call Me When Your Sober.
This piece happens to be about a guy I got to know and we became really close with. He started telling me about some of his internal struggles and one I witnessed happend to the alcoholism. Something in which he kept refusing he had. But when you cant function without having at least a beer a day, then I think theres a problem. Including the fact he was drunk every single time we hung out.
I told him I would be there for him and I would help him through it. But then he became verbally abusive towards me and I realized I couldnt help someone who didnt want to be helped.
The funny thing about this song is we were walking by a bar one night while someone was singing karoke of this and he turned to me and asked if I was going to dedicate this song to him one day...ironic isnt it?
A contest entry
- The Only One (Evanescence Inspired) by EvenStarsBreak--x.
600 points, ended September 6, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Cities in a Gold Dust Of Inspiration (Options, and i allow PW) by sleepingINblackRain.
390 points, ended September 6, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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What did you think
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I liked this poem almost as much (if not more) than i liked the song
Which is a lot
Beauitful job, and i enjoy the fact that there is a story behind it (although i feel bad for him, and you)
A person close it me is an alcoholic, she got sent to rehab and now she tries to hide it, and thinks they don't know
It's quite a struggle for that family
And yes that is ironic (what you said at the end)
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Wonderful piece =] Very well written and powerful. Excellent emotion. Thank you for the entry.
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This is a very well written poem. It completely reminds me of someone, and I love the way you wrote this. I enjoyed the note in the AN too, it brings on a new light to the poem.
Your words were outastanding, and touched me deeply. I absolutely enjoyed this, and hope you continue to stretch your fingers out, and write. You seem to have become friends with reality, and it shows here. Great job on this, and good luck in your contest. -
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thank you so much
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Wow, I've never technically known any drunks. Although one of my uncles and my grandpa were drunks, I never met my grandpa, and my uncle well my grandma disowned him. They're the reason my father doesn't keep alcohol in the house. I think if he did, I'd be a drunk, sadly enough.
This was beautifully written, I love the imagery so much.
"This deadly disease consumes you,
Poisoning your mind,
To deceive those who love you;
You blame it on a past that still haunts you,
And it beats you further into the ground,
Inch by inch."
-- I always blame my drinking on my past, although I have to admit I haven't drunk it quite a while.
I hope your friend gets better.
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Thank you soooo much for commenting. it really means alot.
At least you can admit though, that alcohol could cause a problem, thats very awesome that you can do that, not many can.
again thank you for your kind words
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