Shooting Spirits, Drowning Dreams

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Just another stream of consciousness...

I drink,

And I drink,

And I’m drunk,

And I’m gone.

Oh baby, I’m a trainwreck,

A mangled twisted heap of nerves;

I take these corners too fast,

It’s slippery on these curves.

And now I’m pewking,

And I’m praying,

Thinking back,


On what we had,

It was so good,

So good,

And now it’s gone,

A bitter taste to cure this pain,

Spit these words down the drain;

Cross your lies,

And hope to die,

Take another shot to the brain.

Drink up quick,

Before we wake,

Pray Dionysus my soul to take,

Down it,

Drown it,

Spin around,

Now ground it,

I'm only living for tonight

Submitted: April 12, 2011

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That was really good i could read it over and over!

Tue, April 12th, 2011 6:40am


Thankyou so much!

Mon, August 1st, 2011 7:23pm

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