drink to drowned my grief, wishing there was another way to forget


Drowned Everyday, With No Other Way

Blank empty tank
i need a drink

way, way, drunk
listen to the funk

sound swells magnifisence
Noise Revolution gets intense

My body breaks
My Heart trembles and shakes

straight to hate
alchohal makes me cry

down, down, and down some more
Down into my core

eatin away, nothing to say
thought and minds astray

I wish there was another way
It's Just another day




Poetry by cory Crook
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Written on 2005-10-24 at 10:01

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Teala
Right now you are participating in a healthy way to relieve stress--poetry! Good work.
2005-10-25


Zoya Zaidi
There are many ways: writing poetry being one of the nicest and drowning in drink the worst; the choice is yours!
If I were you,I WOULD WRITE POETRY! BELIVE ME, IT IS CATHARTIC!!!
2005-10-24