A bitter sip of life

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Eric_Morrison, Jul 23, 2012.

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  1. Eric_Morrison

    Eric_Morrison New Member

    When I feel low I try to write
    I think that might help me somehow
    but my heart hold words too tight

    I can't release them by now
    My pain is incarcerated
    The whole world seems foul

    My dreams are incinerated
    I often doubt they ever existed
    My hope is hurt and jaded

    For all the times I've insisted
    Then I write again, my words seem dumb
    As my words my life has been twisted
    Bitter as a sip from the bottle of rum
  2. NYJmpMaster

    NYJmpMaster Have a question? Message Me Staff Member Forum Owner ADMIN

    Thank you for sharing - it is very good.
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