I'm Drunk....
I'm a man who won't let himself be.
But I will suffer still for your pain,
I will decorate my heart like a tomb,
And stand by it in the seething rain.
I will wait and let my life drift away,
As I stand before my grave in tears.
Thou reader won't guage my feelings,
Myself never understood them all these years...

1 Comments:
Average poem.Had just read your last four lines of confused n they were mind blowing..
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