Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
A new drink From the bar. I never have to roam far For as my tears flow and my thoughts grow In insanity and darkness I get intoxicated off sorrow's drink "self Devastation." It is such a rush. This free drink. Such speaks to me. The "sorrow's" bartender gives me a drink. And then another.... I don't need a tab or check for this visit. As such drinks are paid by "insanity."
0
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC
Intoxicated By My Own Misery
A new drink From the bar. I never have to roam far For as my tears flow and my thoughts grow In insanity and darkness I get intoxicated off sorrow's drink "self Devastation." It is such a rush. This free drink. Such speaks to me. The "sorrow's" bartender gives me a drink. And then another.... I don't need a tab or check for this visit. As such drinks are paid by "insanity."
kevin-michael-kappler
Written by
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem