Poetry & Art

Accountability

When will I hold myself accountable for my actions?  How many times must I hit rock bottom and slam my head off the surface before I have some sense?  How many sips of intoxication before I drown and get revived?  How many hands do I let touch the surface of my skin before my soul is held?

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by Alison Ablog

Lover of reading, writing, and cats.

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