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clean
by Vikki Owensi had a case of death,
a slow creeping end to
all feelings and emotion.
a sedation of my life,
a seeming soothing
of the trembling,
but more a suffocation
of my Self.
i was gasping
like a walking ghost,
and every powdery pill
depressed my system
even more.
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three weeks clean,
and i can feel myself again
for the first time in
two years.
i can recognize the energies
of muscle and bone,
and a thump of a heart
i thought long gone. 05/17/2012 Posted on 05/17/2012
Copyright © 2024 Vikki Owens
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/17/12 at 06:59 PM Welcome back lady if that is truely what and where you want to be. I am happy for you. It seems so many walk among us in some stupor seeing only half of what is directly in front of them. I know there are those who need to escape into some other world where they seem to perform better as writers, actors, or musicians. And if that is there way and it hurts no one else then I accept them for what they are. I hope it works well for you and I know there are many on this site who are willing to listen to you if you need talk. Good luck it is a nice write. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 05/17/12 at 09:46 PM Good luck, Vikki and congrats--on being clean and a write well done. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/18/12 at 10:59 PM Heartfelt and not in the least over-sentimental. |
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