Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

yes i am drunk
and on other things
but that doesnt change
the love within
they may not be pharmaceutical
but neither is what my great grandmother did
i may not know blood family
but i know truth
everyone you meet
each simple glance

I can´t avoid to feel definitions acrobatic, loved the beggining of the poem!

i went down a road
a few too many times
finally i was allowed out
of that place
any day now i kept saying
going back
looking pretty sad
but sometimes ya GET BLESSED
THE GREAT FORTUNE SAYS
that i can do this
even if i feel like im dying
so i wish you good things

i find myself crying...
not in sadness...
but in sadness of others not knowing
what ive found
and the need to share it
the worry of others is killing me
as is the beauty
we fail to acknowledge

the whole process we go thru is from nebulous to solid- balance and moderation are wonky
in there
somehwere

a poem of depth and feeling.