Pour Me One More Round
*Each night I go from bar to bar
Instead of going home
To drink away the pain I have
Now living life alone
Inside I feel this emptyness
Thats deep down within
I try to drink away the pain
Still knowing it won't end
All these bars they look alike
And I drink more every day
Wanting just to the fill the void
Make the memories go away
The lights go down and the bars they close
So I walk around this town
The memory of you fills my heart
An empty lonesome sound
These drinks I know will never end
This pain I feel inside
It only helps me to forget
But only for the night
So please one more
Pour me one more round
Help me push these memories down
Just pour me one more round*
Carl Joseph Roberts
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC
Pour Me One More Round
*Each night I go from bar to bar
Instead of going home
To drink away the pain I have
Now living life alone
Inside I feel this emptyness
Thats deep down within
I try to drink away the pain
Still knowing it won't end
All these bars they look alike
And I drink more every day
Wanting just to the fill the void
Make the memories go away
The lights go down and the bars they close
So I walk around this town
The memory of you fills my heart
An empty lonesome sound
These drinks I know will never end
This pain I feel inside
It only helps me to forget
But only for the night
So please one more
Pour me one more round
Help me push these memories down
Just pour me one more round*
Carl Joseph Roberts
Okay, guys its a poem about how I thought my father handled life. He drank himself to death many years ago. This is not a poem advocating drinking. I drink very little and can count on one hand the times I've been drunk in my life and they were all in my 20s. So If you like this poem, please add it to a collection.
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