See them run
Hear them scream
See the turn of heads,
Hear the smash of
glass, feel the
adrenalin, racing through
your' veins
Hear the swearing and
the raging
See people shrink
away from you
Feel the skin
and clammy flash, of
the Neck that is caught
between your heads. Blame
it all on your sorrows
Blame it all on work,
and money issues
Or just blame it
on 'the alcohol'...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
alcohol id not but people abuse it