Tag: belonging
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Sober Alcoholics: (The Weird Connection)
I sometimes wonder why my tribe sticks around. I’m sure I don’t have a great smile, hell, I’m not even funny. Definitely not the sound of my voice, even I can’t stand listening to myself. But, whenever I’m on my own, I still feel their presence around me. I’m not the one to pick up […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (Natural doesn’t sell)
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say. My eyes are always looking at a screen. The screen always has something to say about what I’m looking at. Actually, the screen always has something to sell. The screen is a such a smooth talker, I even forget they’re just trying to get a […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (Do not look at me… For now)
Sometimes people believe in us, but we fall short. The challenge is facing them when you’ve failed.
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Sober Alcoholics: (The Domino Effect)
My past is haunting me. I can pin point the decision leading to the empire tumbling. Now the pursuit to corrections is followed by a tremendous feeling of stagnation. Life cannot move until it’s rectified, but time passes by and I always feel I’m left behind. And then it’s a race against time, resulting in […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (Afraid of the Dark)
They say, when days are dark, friends are few. But also when it’s dark, my shadow fades too. How do I blame anyone when I can’t see anything? Maybe they’re also in the dark and they can’t see me. Truth be told, light only touches the surface. Darkness goes deeper. When there’s light, everyone sees […]
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Sober Alcoholics: Solace
Trying times. Turbulent tides.The storms keeps getting worse.I’ve projected myself as strong, I’m obliged to keep going.It’s a heavy burden, I can’t believe I’ve carried it for so long. I want to stop and pause for second.But being idle makes the journey longer.If nothing is done, there’s no progress in the struggle.So in order to […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (Gave it my all)
With both my hands, it’s like I’m holding sand.I don’t want to let it go.If I open my hands to hold it gently, the wind blows it over.So I hold on tight, it bruises my skin and falls through my fingers. I invested a lot in this, it’s falling apart.Funny that I’m the only one […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (Boxed In)
Surrounded by glass walls. Opening only from the outside. I see everything. I think they’re tinted, nobody sees me. I must have magic, people come in when they want something. However, they knock first, to see if it’s safe. It must be sound proof, no one hears me in my time of need. But I […]
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I See You
I see You over there! With the steady stance And your firm tone You with the strong jaw line and stern backbone, I see you And know I can’t begin to understand the depth of the seas you are made of The space you abide in – be it a warm place or tight spot […]
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