Vodka And A Lit Cigarette Poem by Dean Simpson

Vodka And A Lit Cigarette



Sittin here with a bottle of Vodka, im sat alone
Sparking up my Cigarette
Living my life and feeling alone
I dunno what it is but i just need to get a rest.

Alone in myself, but im surrounded by people
Just me, my Vodka and my lit Cigarette
Falling down into my own wasteland
Im alone in a world where i feel im not wanted.

Family bore me
Friends are repetition
All i have left in my life in the same place
Is me and thats all i need.

Right now, as i write this piece
Im surrounded again and alone i feel
My vodka saves me from the drone
Of everyday life and im feeling grateful again.

Not much to go back to but to the end of the bottle
All i need is me, My Vodka and a Cigarette
Yes thats what i need
So drink up and forget about me.

When you remember me
For the guy who looks down the end of a bottle
For a life he wants to lead
Remember me for the guy you didnt see.

Its me
My Vodka
A Cigarette and Me...

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