ellen ericfkson

Rookie (02/16/93 / minnesota)

Alcoholic - Poem by ellen ericfkson

hes and alcoholic
he drinks to an extreame
he lies awake late at night
wondering if its all a horrid dream

theres nothing we can do
much to my dismay
to influance his actions
or change his drunken ways

hes an alcoholic
he drinks to an extreme
he lies awake late at night
wondering if its all a horrid dream


Comments about Alcoholic by ellen ericfkson

  • Brian Jani (5/26/2014 6:26:00 AM)


    Alcoholic.I like the concept you used (Report) Reply

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  • (4/11/2008 12:25:00 PM)


    My aunt died being an alcoholic. She could be the nicest person sometimes. Life is so very dipressing and disapointing. Everyday something going wrong. Every day its another nightmare. I only feel free when i write and when i'm in the shower. Life is BS to me. There is no point in it. No point to live with hate in your life. No point for anything. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2008



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