C.R. Ebowski Poems

Principles are yelled at the top of lungs
Spitting daggers of truth
Deflating the bubbles of lies
That shields the ignorant from reality
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Look into my eyes and deny the truth
Tell me a lie that I haven’t heard before
Tilt your head and smile
Believe that your charm is impressive
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A shot of tequila
Rinsed with bourbon
Settles my stomach
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I fold my shaking hands and hang my weary head
Praying one day I will be able to leave my past behind
God help me understand how to face these trials
And in the end be able to keep my peace of mind
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Hatred fumes
Anger consumes
Envy explodes
Jealousy implodes
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There are bodies laying on the floor
Blood seeping from the room
Covering their wounds
But that’s death
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I gaze down the barrel of my gun
Fixating on the grooves that radiate
Wondering what it will be like
When I finally pull the trigger
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I fix my eyes above
Waiting for an answer
Waiting for Him
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You ask me who I am
And that is a loaded question
I do what I want, whenever I can
Without a lecture from anyone
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Slammed into
Tripped over
Knocked down
Pushed around
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