My eyes fall shut while I waste my time on you,
Can't you see I'm going through it too?
We sit on the floor at your apartment with an empty bottle
You laughed but I still have stories to tell.
I wonder how that can be,
I told you everything that happened to me,
I have no longer the fear to speak wrong,
I can tell you everything and it took me so long
YOU ARE READING
Drunk under a Streetlight | poetry
Poetrypoetry /ˈpəʊɪtri/ noun literary work in which the expression of feelings and ideas is given intensity by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature.
