Open Poetry #19 |
Not Good Enough |
Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
Hi, I just got back from celebrating St. Patty's day downtown and cant sleep so I thought I was roam around..and write this poem, it makes no sense so..it's cos I'm still a lil drunk:P I stare down at my hands In a drunken state of mind Biding my precious unfilling hours With thoughts Meandering through This paper cup of time Dripping with tears Burning a hole Right through the very essence of my drunken state of mind Where is he The one That calls himself my friend My eyes grow tired My heart grows bloody red Disappointment lurking Within the shadows Tell me Whisper to my aching heart Am I not good enough To be considered as a friend? |
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See me? Member
since 2002-02-13
Posts 93UK |
this is really good, and you were drunk when you wrote it nice one. Clare Life is about change,sometimes its painful,sometimes its beautiful,sometimes its both. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I have been in that drunken state of mind, and heart. Can't tell if it's better that way or sober...hmmm. |
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