No amount of tablets,
no amount of booze,
no amount of friends,
no amount of love,
no amount of pain,
Makes a difference.
Before the tablets,
before the booze,
before the friends,
before the love,
before the pain,
it was the same.
Nothing, nothing, empty.
A nice poetic imagination, David. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only you could feel the impact you have made on others. Lasting & full, not empty at all.