Pranesh Varan

Rookie - 3 Points (23/ May/ 1991 / Trichy)

Slow Spinning Redemption - Poem by Pranesh Varan

I wake up panting,
sweating and heaving loudly
with tears rolling down
the faint scars of my cheek

This is just the third time
I wake up in one night crying
crying for help, shouting out
for the paramedics to drug me down
and heave me out of this misery

I cry,
I weep,
I moan,
I choke,
I bleed,
I drink,
I cry again
and yet again
I have no creed
and I hate myself

I scream for alcohol,
lots and lots of it
I'm disgraced of myself
and getting high is my only path to bliss
Not one day passes by without
an evident attempt to kill myself
but I wasn't always this bad...

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 18, 2009

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