Emerge Poem by Deborah Cromer

Emerge



Decisions and counseling riddled with 100% stupidity
Not even close to knowing, guessing, trying or just being witty
I did not know, I DID NOT KNOW, as fire is set on stage
Loud, live, clear in front of your face, you grow with rage
You cannot even see, you especially do not want to hear
24-7, for 22 months I have hidden quietly for fear
Fear from what is in you and ready to strike out
I died inside when I first saw the monster in you come out

Wednesday, December 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: alcoholism
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Deborah Cromer

Deborah Cromer

Portland, Oregon
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