July 1, 2018 at 9:52 PM
Poems and Excerpts
drinking prevents me from overthinking
daydreaming and night-sitting my myths
I tell myself as I sit dangling at the edge of the cliff
Stiff and reluctant I crawl back in these pits of agony I dug myself deep and deeply I reflected it
As I step down, it's bleak, steep stair cases and round abouts I can't seem to escape
it's the cheap liquor that keeps me from staying complacent
I'm lost in a long log of vox messages left by the haunts of my dead thoughts
I'm done scrabbling for answers when there's no water to nourish the drought
I'm quite happy being in this familiar pain
About the Creator
Sebastian Fowl
I’m an anonymous writer penning out my own personal experiences, they’re both fictional and non-fictional. I hope you enjoy my poems and the few articles I have.
Thank you for taking time to read any poems and articles I have written.
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