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A Hole In My Life

written by: Judge Burdon


There's a hole in my life

where all the happiness leaks out

Doctors tried to fix it with medication

Which produced poor results

So I made a hole in my arm

to replace what I had lost

Used all of everything I found

Nothing could fill the void.

Next ambition, compassion, gratitude, and pride

also spilled out and exited my life.

A toxic depression filled the emptiness inside

What remains is a hole I made in my arm

And an addiction I struggle to satisfy

created from a madness

that I prescribed

Judge Burdon

Judge Burdon

On an unseasonably cool July morning in Chicago, equivalent to Dickens' David Copperfield, Judge Burdon was born on a Friday. His mother theorized it was so he would be in time for weekend festivities.
His fascination by the predominance of the written word inspired his study of English Literature. He attended Universities in the United States, London and Paris to continue his life's scholarship focusing on Victorian novels and authors.
His writing career to date has been devoted primarily to poetry and songwriting. Short stories and poems have been featured in: The Remnant Leaf, Stay Weirdand Keep Writing, Independent Writer's Blog and Anti-Heroin Chic. He is presently engaged in finishing his book "Imitation of Myself." A non-fiction story encompassing his experiences as a drug runner for a Mexican Cartel. Judge celebrated his 65th birthday last July and lives modestly in Costa Rica.
Judge Burdon

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