Walking down this lonely road
Head hangs down looking at the ground
Bottle in my right hand
I don’t understand
What did I do why are we through
Why has my heart gone black?
And my feelings cold
Just drink to the feelings gone
Its what I do it helps the best
Till the bottles gone
Then it all comes back
Can’t hide from them
Feelings hit like a nuclear winter
A feeling so cold
Grab a bottle pop the lid
Drink till it gone
Till the bottles gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A way to drink the sorrow To end the pain What dream What a shame A poem as this brings me to a light of darkness, please write more.