A drunken life pt.1
(A drunken life) pt.1 - A poem of pity...
To the full...
Wallet almost empty, vision fading into the night
A quick slip & trip to the cold ground refreshes a hot thought as I make my way into another neon light
In my best, I give another bar a test, putting down what I hope to be enough
Helping me reach my point of no return, to avoid a reality I've found too tough
Speech slurring, mind blurring, I've done again, my weakest point so dull to find
The whispers gone, I finally find peace in a mess of a mind
Spreading a thought a mile long, I walk slow into the meaning
As I lose my way, I mumble a verse of pain instead of singing
Slowly I lowly fall into another I don't care
Waking shaking in a cold alleyway, my past, I don't care to share
It still stings as the day waking sings
Moments never meant to have happened become clear again, so I find myself, & we make our way back to reality
Knowing another night, I won't fight when I feel that formality
Another bit of cash...
An I can crash...
Till this body breaks...
I'll do anything to relieve these deep hearted shakes...