Another Drink Poem by skitzophrenic lost

Another Drink



I'm drunk and its been this way for weeks
every day a new bottle and I still feel weak
The morning hangovers and the lack of sleep
Make me feel better for the days of the week
I want to be hammered for the rest of my days
I don't want to remember happiness or pain
If I could become numb that'd set me free
I'd feel so whole and forget misery

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