Drinking

it can be good times, parties, bad times, your favorite drink, whatever drinking makes you want to write.

How can you write while drinking
I just wanna keep on
Sip after sip it's never enough
Room spinning still I need more
I can't write while fucked up
This is what you'll get a bunch of words on a page that mean nothing

all good reads.

zinger said:all good reads.


Oh damn yeah withdraw mine it's not a poem it's what I was thinking at that moment

lol alright

figured i'd throw one up here, just for fun lol

what the hell did we do last night
why does it feel like i got in a bar room fight
theres blood on my hands
and i'm pretty sure my nose is broke
all my moneys gone
where did the night go wrong
oh

how drunk was i
can someone help me piece together the night
whose bright idea was it to go out
ya'll what all did we talk about
who kept lettin me buy drinks
did i act as stupid as i think
where did all these bruises come from
hey brother dont lie
how drunk was i

i checked my bank account
lord i pulled way too much money out
i dont even remember coming home
was i alone
who all did i dance with
hoss answer me this

how drunk was i
can someone help me piece together the night
whose bright idea was it to go out
ya'll what all did we talk about
who kept lettin me buy drinks
did i act as stupid as i think
where did all these bruises come from
hey brother dont lie
how drunk was i

what the hell was i thinkin
i should have quit drinkin
maybe my head wouldn't hurt this way
but i guess you gotta pay to play
oh

how drunk was i
can someone help me piece together the night
whose bright idea was it to go out
ya'll what all did we talk about
who kept lettin me buy drinks
did i act as stupid as i think
where did all these bruises come from
hey brother dont lie
how drunk was i

A Beer For The Pleasure, A Beer For The Pain~


Well, I've got me a beverage,
I've got some cigarettes too.
Losing my leverage,
As I stumble and sing out a tune.
Cant focus the faces,
Of people I pass on the street.
I dont know the places,
But somehow I feel so complete.
A beer for the pleasure,
Another to help me sustain.
A beer, just for measure,
Another to kick back the pain.
I walk down this dirt road,
That just seems to stretch on and on.
Oh, the memories unload,
As the night drifts off slowly to dawn.
I keep closing my eyes,
But my feet keep a'walkin the line.
I cry on the inside,
As my life passes through my mind.
And a beer for my pleasure,
Another to help me refrain.
A beer, just for measure,
Another to drown out the pain.
This road just keeps going,
But I've got no place to be.
And there's no way of knowing,
How long it'll accompany me.
Im just tryin to make it,
To someplace that I understand.
If not, I'll just flake it,
And drink up the beer in my hand.
Tossing and turning,
But thats how I like it to be.
My cigarette's burning,
And for a moment the world is complete.
A last beer for my pleasure,
Another to make sure im sane.
One more to treasure,
And another to wash down the pain.....

Baptized iN Liquified..


Oh

as I
cradle you
i'm enabled
too be disabled
labeled
.
.
perfection

the infection is
soooooo stimulating
numbed to feel
a
surreal
company

So comforting I fall in love
over and over
and
never.
.
.
forever
in every endeavor
furious

tangled
mangle me in malicious

your everything I could ever hope for

and more
then
more

then more


baptized in
liquified

for
in your eyes
I see


the most beautiful me

i like them

-Love-Hate-Love-

all the flickering lights
seem to blind my eyes
gazing through the blurry stars
as im trying to
make my way home
so many cross roads
to choose from
mind follows footsteps
heart follows none
as i try to make my way home
i want to be at home
right now!
I want to look  in to the mirror
and feel satisfied
with turned off lights
then i think to myself
to find peace
to find peace to feel safe
to feel safe to die with no fear
after all what matters is
where i spent the night
did i manage to survive
weather you got home safe?
not a question to ask
weather we will ever meet
again in this lifetime
i remember your face tonight
tomorrow i'll remember another
you'll say you know me now
another would say
I know him better than you
yet the doubt is there
what does makes more sense
or otherwise
thought to myself
or did i hear someone say?
or was it my imaginary friend?-fuck that
you should take your turn
to the left from here?
did i say no? or did i just not care?
i stopped for a moment and
looked in to the sky
and i thought to my self
how desperate i am
to see a moon in the sky
surrounded by stars
yet i knew
how i fancy a star
above the moon moon that shines
an obscure star
in bluish gray sky
placed in an unnoticed corner of the sky
that shines more than the moon
if you look close in to it
nobody cares
even if you shine
since the moon is there
to bring light to their night
you are a star
the star stole my attention
to make me feel sober
to bring me the misery
a star like no other
one out of the zillions
yet so obscure
trapped in a coner
of dark grey sky
a star that doesn't shine
to the eyes of others
a star that lies within
an unnoticed corner
of gracefull purple spot
of your own
by your own
I enjoyed your death
as you weep
while sun conquers moon
while dawn conqers dusk
to bring you death
to bring me joy

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