vorige gedicht
volgende gedicht
vorige gedicht
volgende gedicht
Alcoholic reality
Wake every morning
I don't know where I've been
All my excuses
Showing strain wearing thin
Another day, Another night
Another drink and another fight
Somehow it's all the same
And so I'm staring in my gin
Never knowing if I'll win
And still I play the game
Look to the future
With the eyes of the blind
Can't see much further
Than this haze in my mind
Am I losing my way
This strange insanity
An illusion away
Is this reality?
Reacties op ‘Alcoholic reality’
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Cheers to that! (same overhere)
Hans - 22-01-2012 om 11:06