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    The Price Is Never Fair

    Whiskey river flowing through my mind Unable to remember which way is down Needing to escape from the daily grind Waiting for insanity to come back around   Hooked on the feeling of remaining numb Casting blame on this foolish heart of mine Chasing after love...

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    • These words look so pretty when pinned to the page like this .. and the message they make up, has that for real flavour to it .. its never easy tho to quit or get clean tho’ is it .. Bravo for sharing these insights .. just keep taking it one day at a time and write on .. Neville

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with write my friend. No, it’s never easy. It’s a voice that lingers in the voids of my mind. Slow and steady wins the race, so I’ve heard. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I spotted the songs hidden within. Yeah, I’ve been lucky being I never participated in alcohol or drugs. They were everywhere but I declined and I’m glad for it.

      You’re a courageous guy for being able to go through that and come out sane. (and a great writer). I’ve known people who couldn’t do it and spiraled into oblivion. Good on you, Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m glad you declined as well, you looked temptation in the face and didn’t bend. Oh, I spiraled into oblivion brother. But somehow managed to crawl out of the abyss. I was lucky, not everyone finds the way out. Appreciate you.

        Damian

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • You’re a marvelous writer Damian. This is well written and quite honest. Great work!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is a reward to get second chance, but it was important for me to understand why and how I became so addicted in the first place. I understand me better now, I’ve even slowly started to like myself a little. lol. That’s my true transformation my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • My best friend from middle school has been sober for over 17 years. I’m so proud of her.
      It took her pound of flesh though. Completely different person when drunk. Mean, violent, and in all honesty sometimes sad.
      No one wakes up in the morning and says I want to be an alcoholic. The struggle was real and I am so thankful she got sober.
      Hang in there and tell the voices to shut the hell up. You got this. One day at a time.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Indeed, no one wakes up wanting to be an alcoholic. Sometimes the pound of flesh doesn’t come all at once anyhow, the older I get the effects show up more mentally and physically. As I’ve said many times, “No one comes out of addiction unscathed.” I was a different person as well, it brought out my bad qualities. Glad your friend got clean, one day at a time. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Superb. You nailed it, my friend.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Hauntingly raw and beautifully concise — each line cuts deep with emotional clarity and poetic rhythm. Appreciate you, Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, PAR. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Your commentary means a lot to me. Appreciate you, Paulo.

        Damian

    • I’ve always felt that if you’re still going…even limping…you’re not broken. You’re fractured. Those fractures heal with aches same as breaks, we both know that. You are fierce in your approach to truth, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I tend to go for the jugular when it comes to truth. lol. Fractured huh? I like the way you broke that down my friend. Always enjoy your commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • When it comes to the heart matters it is always difficult, very difficult to separate the feelings from the mind and make sense of everything… Unfortunately, sometimes we learn in the hard and painful way, and sometimes we need years to completely get over it and grow, the pain is real here, well written my friend.

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    For the Vulture Waiting

    Every dayanother bite,another piece of my being taken.Like cloth, It shreds.Through lightning bloodmy mind mere dustat end of day.Life - the vulture,with disdainful agilitychews slowly,rips at meready to feedon my carcass.

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    The Red Jacket

    In my attic, in a dust-Leadon trunk,I found an old red jacket.It bore wrinkles and smelled of mothballs.In one pocket, I found an old smile.But in the burdensome years since I last wore it I found it no longer...

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    • I enjoyed this immensely.
      👍

    • Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • hello dearest Tim this is beautiful I enjoyed the metaphors here… I don’t know how to stop hoping no matter what I pray you find belief an understanding of God as I have found him truly to be I looked at church and never found him there… then my scope widened and I found him everywhere ❤️

    • Man, I love the part where you found an old smile. The whole piece is great but something about those two words together made me smile. And no, it’s not old! lol
      It gave ma a feeling of nostalgia. Wonderful write amigo!
      Thanks for posting.

    • Tim, this read like a man on a quest to find the joy he once had. You took this metaphor and flew with it my friend. I could visualize the old red jacket in the trunk and you finding it and looking in the pockets for what once was. Truly great work.

      John

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    Like a Raven

    Stress encircled her eyes. When any hope was hopelessand light-years away,she opened her dresser drawer. Beneath lengthypharmacy referralsand exponential credit card billsthe black metal trigger resembledthe color of a raven. At the speed of lightand with enough energyto cross the expanse of...

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    War is Not for Lovers

    War is Not for Lovers Over the top my beautiful boys,    the sergeant major cried .. Think of your mother or your sweetheart and remember them, when thunder cracks around your head and fear gnaws at your insides    and Tommy, he did just that .. He remembered her hand, in...

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    • This is heartbreaking. Never to return to the one you love.

      • Sadly, it happened at least 22 million times between 1914 & 1918 .. but thanks for the positive nod Fia .. AGT’s Neville 🌻👍

    • Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent storytelling my friend. Some never learn it seems. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Tremendous. Powerful work, my friend.

    • Please excuse this late response to your heart-warming and otherwise encouraging review comments for which I am seriously very grateful .. Kind regards and wishing you and yours all the very best of All Good Things, Neville 😎🌻👍

    • War is not for lovers, nor for any real human… Unfortunately even when you don’t want to fight, sometimes there is no other option. sadly… it’s the people who get the bad consequence while the ones in power stay in power, greed… greed and more greed… their ego seems never to be filled, and I don’t believe these kind of people will learn anything, because they don’t look to this as “mistake”. Still, good peaceful coffee morning ☕☕ dearest Neville ✨🌻

    • Of course, You are absolutely right & I know no one who know this for real more than You .. I am raising my extra large mug of strongest black coffee to You write now my dearest G .. 😎💛🌻⭐🌟☕☕👍

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