BLURRING THE LINES
Today I'm hanging out my fears,Should I get drunk or sober.
Drowning my thoughts away,
Drinking none alcoholic beer.
My thoughts are my own,
Why can't they leave me alone.
There stifling my life with their fears,
That's why I try to get drunk,
By drinking my none alcoholic beer.
Macular degeneration is bringing me down,
There's no more straight lines.
As I decide to walk into town,
But you cannot get drunk on none alcoholic
Beer.
I'm a hundred percent proof of that.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2023-08-03 at 00:03
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