Looking at the clock it's 4 am
Half of the time I don't even know
What my mind has me thinking
Perhaps I should pick up drinking
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Searing, astute and mesmerizing poem about the agony and difficulty of dealing with the traumas and sicknesses life throws our way and into our loved ones. Profound yet with that upbeat sense of rhyme, we feel you are going to be okay. I LOVE some of these lines- so much brilliance to difficult pains to explain.
Dope. Maintains a steady cadence and compels the reader forward through the piece. A lot of times with narrative poems people sacrifice the message to save the rhyme, but you avoided that here. Hope sleep finds you. Good poem