Sight is melting,
pain is fading away,
i am drunk,
drunk on these days.
Beer is nice,
drinking beer is cool,
but i really am,
just a desperate fool.
I am staring at screen,
surrounded by walls,
remembering all those,
late-night talks.
I am so lonely,
like a hitchhiker in night,
meeting some people,
with worn out soul and heart.
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 6:53 PM UTC