Comfort in a bottle

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    Comfort in a bottle

     Comfort in a bottle.
    Hotter than the the tears that stream.
    Louder than my pointless screams.
    A flow so fast it drowns my sorrow.
    Pain is easy to suppress when theres a bottle of whiskey pressed to my chest.
    Falling is easy getting up is harder.
    The bumps and bruises arent half as painful as the pain ill feel when im sober.
    Shot one im strong.
    Shot two im free.
    Everythings forggotten after shot three.
    I lay with my face in the gravle and a mouthfull of sand.
    I look up at the hands around me that are to help me stand.
    Yours is not among them, not at all.
    So i just lay in defeat refusing to fall.
    The porclien pillow in which i lay my head brings so much more comfort than my now empty bed.

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    jj1562 commented on Comfort in a bottle

    11-12-2011

    i love how you can tell a whole story in just 15 lines
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    Phission commented on Comfort in a bottle

    04-12-2011

    a painful tale of dis-ease. a snapshot of why and how come from the betrayed. i loved it. you have some strong skills.
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    FranzJ commented on Comfort in a bottle

    10-20-2010

    hopefully you will work thur this and soon - thanks for sharing - and of course as many ahve told you this is not the awsner
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    arronpalmer commented on Comfort in a bottle

    10-20-2010

    I've been there Christina and it's not a pretty place. Sure you know that though. Great, great expression of it here though. Loved the 'shot one..shot two..shot three...' section, really broke it up nicely and reflected the fast-paced pump action of shooting whiskey to drown out your heartache. Hope you feel better soon, even if it does make you write sublime poetry.
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    ImStillHere commented on Comfort in a bottle

    10-11-2010

    you can feel the pain brought on by heartache... trying to drown it out never helped me... 10 ~Audrey
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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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