i feel so drunk
i feel so stupid
why did i have to go and do this?
a sin of life
it isnt right
ill lose my faith
and ill lose my way
i look in the mirror and i see someone else
one drink was all i need to change myself
it feels so good for just a moment
but afterwards the pain gets worse by the moment
ill try to stop
and give it all i've got
but it isnt a promise
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I recommend this because there is no guile in the writing here. The purpose is clear. The meaning is clear. The creativity is in the honesty of the write. So much of what people create is for effect. This was done simply to describe a reality. Reality, is the hardest thing to create for a writer because it requires an honesty to yourself. GW62