the beating pains no longer sharp
the sceams no longer loud
my eyes no longer scan the room
for an escape that cant be found
i no longer fill my head with
thoughts and dread
my face no longer shows the fear
i've forgotten how to feel
my empty bottle of vodka
on the floor at my feet
just as liquor brought the beatings
liquor also brought my healing...
......if only for the moment
© 2005 Erin mae mcavoy
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