Poetry competition CLOSED 15th January 2013 2:57am
WINNER
Devilish
Devilish
Drinking
(un)poetic
I am merely too many lonely nights with Jack
and a dry ink pen, drowning in a sea of vertigo.
Too many "fuck you's".
But the little exploding suns in your retinas
scream something fierce,
& these words aren't yet done fucking you.
I am merely too many lonely nights with Jack
and a dry ink pen, drowning in a sea of vertigo.
Too many "fuck you's".
But the little exploding suns in your retinas
scream something fierce,
& these words aren't yet done fucking you.
Obsession, regression and depression.
It ruins life's.
Lies, highs and party times.
It ruins life's.
My mother is a saint.
My father became to acquaint.
It ruined there marriage.
Sober yet drunk.
You've turned into a skunk.
Don't you see,
it's ruined your life!!!
Strife!
It ruins life's.
Lies, highs and party times.
It ruins life's.
My mother is a saint.
My father became to acquaint.
It ruined there marriage.
Sober yet drunk.
You've turned into a skunk.
Don't you see,
it's ruined your life!!!
Strife!
