Vodka Poem by Alicia Roseberry
Vodka
feeling the burn,
taking our turns,
the world spins,
my mouth waters,
time to spit,
they sit there and laugh,
they think this is funny,
i scream and cry,
wanting to die,
this feeling inside,
will NOT subside,
i'm feeling so sick,
my eyelids start to stick,
as i fall into this deep,
dark pit,
this is the feeling that i get,
when i drink this stupid s**t.
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4/26/2024 10:23:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
oh alicia, what i feel is quite diferent... funny poem. hugs