Tired of Same Old Endings

Tired of same old endingsin which hopes are slaughteredand tragedy and insanity win. Raised by the bottle, learnedto set standards low –still afraid of heights –have fallen as the groundbeneath my aspirations crumbled –a certainly under alcohol’s rule. Tired of same old endingsin which self is battered by indifferenceand ego loses the battle for control. […]

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Tired of Same Old Endings

Tired of same old endings, in which hopes are slaughtered and tragedy and insanity win. Raised by the bottle, learned to set standards low – still afraid of heights – have fallen as the ground beneath my aspirations crumbled – a certainty under alcohol’s rule. Tired of same old endings, in which self is battered […]

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The Tarnished Sun

I loved him with the passion of a child – he was the sun and I the golden calf – a mutual worship, trust and respect. His words were my sustenance, mother’s lap busy with a baby, older sisters reluctant to embrace a half-sister and unasked for dad. Reassured by his promises, bolstered by his […]

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