Untill I Hit Bottom Poem by david gerardino

Untill I Hit Bottom



I was smoking this bipoler trip,
filling its absence with some
frankincense, , i go
deep untill i hit bottom, then
i get real brave and strip this
war off, , , . so this is where
the stink was coming from,
so this is where sadness hangs
out..........................so this is
where you find hope, and
if your lucky, , love.

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