I smelled familiar scenes
Hazy brain's along the road
As he sip through the evening ,
Wet wilds and heavy booze.Hilarious days
And stressful nights
Made me intoxicated ,
Wasted and awfully drunk.Tomorrow is a headache
I feel it in my guts
My memories betrayed me ,
Last night was now "all history."Pressured means alive
Pains are natural cause
I'll drink the hurt away ,
Once a while is a fine liberty!..~ nniiwwpoetry ~ 01/21/24
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