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This poem came about when Chris described himself as a teenaged drug dealer.  He didn’t want anyone’s help or concern any more.  He used his anger to help him survive.

Rage held me together

Soldered the broken places

Backburned a barrier

Scorched earth perimeter


Hate held me together

Expanded like an atmosphere

Filled up the vacuum

Pressurized the capsule


Cold held me together

Freezing the life inside me

Deadened my mind and heart

Looked out from behind my eyes


Loss held me together

Leaving no more to lose

Emptiness was peace

A foretaste of death


Hope is like acid

Corroding my defences

Eating me alive

And when that is done


What will you offer

To hold me together?


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