Sober.

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by wallflower, Nov 24, 2008.

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  1. wallflower

    wallflower Well-Known Member

    Poetry of a feeble mind...

    waking up sober, unlike those
    Drunken nights you thought him over...
    with your eyes too dry, and your lips coated in smudged maroon
    I couldn't love you, because you left too soon
    those night alone I scream myself to sleep
    Sleepin the thoughts I'd not like to keep
    when the world is awake, I will be fast asleep
    Numb, to the drone to the drone of that hysterical hum
    and you will be alone.
     
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    good poem :)
     
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