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Jan 2017
The BuBBLe BUrsT

I burst a bubble in my brain
As the rain came down again
A wind so strong it was calling out your name
A memory of shame
A lighthouse with it's guidance of domain
The time I spent in agonizing pain
Oh so many years I've cried to tame
This killer kills it's self before others are to blame
So I ended it with alcohol and as many pills I claim
On King Street I sweated ****** through my vain
The price I payed to go insane but the memory still remains
Of the second and the minute and the hour that you shot me down but no help like once before ever came.
sabotage,neglect,ignited forces.
Written by
Peter Kiggin
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