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Jeanne Sparks-Carreker
I cannot touch any farther than my arms allow me reach.
I cannot breathe any deeper but have nothing I wish to sing.
If I could just lie here until it is over, until it all washes away,
Consequences would not be seen, I'd choose to again die today.

I cannot be content every hour continuously 'round the clock.
I cannot find happiness all the time in this little bag I bought.
If I could just wave a wand and be done, my quest would be in vain.
Wisdom would pass me by once more as I return to seeking the same.

Published by Jeanne Sparks-Carreker

Convicted felon, reformed drug trafficker, disenfranchised from society by the government. I spend most of my time creating ways to educate non-users about drug addiction, so that addicts are understood and...  View profile

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  • Micah Reeves7/10/2007

    I understand completely. It's done. Move on.

  • Alyce Rocco5/23/2007

    If this means you fell off the wagon, consider it like riding a horse and getting thrown off~you just have to get back on and ride again.

  • Jeanne Sparks-Carreker5/21/2007

    Thanks, Jeanne and Aly :) I so appreciate the encouragement :)

  • Jeanne Marie Kerns5/21/2007

    Great write :-)

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