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It wasn’t insomnia. It wasn’t boredom. It wasn’t depression. I just couldn’t sleep, all I could do was stare, stare and nod off occasionally. Caught in what seemed like a dream but later found out was more of a reality. It had been quite a few nights. What was real blended into delusional fantasies, hungover hallucinations, alone in the dark of the Pittsburgh basement I hardly recognized my reflection in the mirror. What had I become? I needed to get out, and I did.
 
Title Date Posted Date Created Ratings
Votes Creativity Form Imagery Overall
  36th Hour - Explicit 12/9/2007 12/09/2007 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  373 Semple Street - Explicit 09/4/2005 09/04/2005 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  a stumble with the law - Explicit 10/9/2005 10/09/2005 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  booze in me shoes - Explicit 11/13/2005 11/13/2005 1 Brilliant Outstanding Flow Vivid Memorable
  Calculated Contradictions - Explicit 03/10/2007 03/09/2007 1 Brilliant Outstanding Flow Vivid Memorable
  constable - Explicit 12/1/2005 12/01/2005 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  Lost. 09/5/2005 09/05/2005 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  Misunderstood Youth - Explicit 09/4/2005 09/04/2005 1 Brilliant Outstanding Flow Vivid Memorable
  rumors - Explicit 01/31/2007 01/30/2007 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  Serenity 01/6/2007 01/06/2007 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  sobriety 01/10/2007 01/10/2007 This Poem Is Currently Not Rated
  synthetic - Explicit 05/23/2007 05/23/2007 1 Outstanding Outstanding Flow Vivid Memorable
  the demon 10/21/2006 10/21/2006 1 Brilliant Outstanding Flow Vivid Memorable
  Withdrawal - Explicit 09/6/2005 09/06/2005 1 Outstanding Well-Framed Evocative Well Written
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