Coming Down

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  • December 2001 monthly contest
92 words
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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 10/21/2022
Created 12/08/2001
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RisiaSkye
RisiaSkye
91 Followers

Sick of this life,
sick of this town.
Same old illness
I keep coming down.

Same old desire,
same restless feeling.
I need the release
that a needle gives me.

I'm still searching,
searching for something.
Looking all over nowhere
for an emptiness to fill me.

I tried to understand,
I tried to believe.
Followed you to forgiveness
that still refused me.

Same old chances,
same old mistakes.
Bound to this existence
by the choices I've made.

Sick of this life,
sick of this town.
Same old illness
I keep coming down.

RisiaSkye
RisiaSkye
91 Followers
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3 Comments
JonasRobinsonJonasRobinsonover 4 years ago
Good stuff.

I feel your misery. I try to enjoy life but it's hard. I enjoyed this because I can relate. Thank you for sharing. :)

LeBrozLeBrozalmost 17 years ago
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This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.

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LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Here's a piece with a little blue W from way back in 2001, sounding like Zoloft is called for to combat some serious depression.