Pabst Blue Ribbon on Ice

by Dawn   May 27, 2013


Ethereal fairies dance around me
as if I weren't a humble wildflower
among the roses- sinking into
the earth, trying to hide myself
further. My heart bursts as all
the others are picked, and I am left.

It seems it's been this way too long.
I don't need companionship,
I'll study as if I have a thirst for
something that isn't a home; but
instead limitless knowledge.
I promise myself this, and drown
in Pabst, I've lost my touch.

I am that loner, I've realized.
There's no one to save me, and
that scares me more than hurting
myself like I used to. I have the
feeling I'm being too reminiscent,
wishing for a past I could change
instead of working for a better future.

And yet, as I palm stars into my
eyes to blot out the evidence of
a failure- I wish those pills worked.

Is this life all I had wanted it to be?

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  • 11 years ago

    by onethuscome

    Wow.I really like this.I like when I see a person bump up against their limitation(I've felt that all too often).but we don't believe it do we? that we must bring ourselves to accept our faults,weaknesses we feel CAN NOT be true.Now...if others won't accept us to hell with 'em.the real problem starts when we can't accept ourselves(and sometimes that aint easy though we think it the most natural thing in the world huh? I want a sequel to this poem...one where you have GENUINLEY given that feeling a good kick in the azz.I will celebrate that poem,that victory right there along with you through that piece

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