Take away my pain, Brandy,
Take me home, like a child with candy.
Don't let me stay distressed,
Don't let my tears leave me here alone,
When all I really wish is to go home.
I need your therapy, Brandy,
I need your soothing company,
And your answers to my questions,
life going so wrong for me,
And I know I should let it be,
But I want solutions.
I need to hear that music,
And not be alone anymore,
For I feel I am hitting,
A brick wall, and no one talks to me,
No one cares, I just want you, Brandy,
To be there.
So let me drink your burning,
Yet soothing liquid,
And chase away my pain.
Take me away from here,
Where I am trapped,
In a prison of pain.
And late at night,
I wear my leather jacket,
Getting soaked by the rain,
The streets empty of the sane,
Only a few workers making their trade.
I do not care for them,
And they hassle me a bit,
And others ask if I want a hit,
But I don't need that,
I just need my brandy,
To chase away my pain,
And leave me to forget tomorrow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The rut of alcohol is so too easy, not good when it affects your life. Too many in this same situation. I read your biography and love the way you too write from the heart.