The joy is momentary for a primary pain.
Yet you drink and you drink, you drink and you blame
But you grabbed the chalice the poison within.
You did the action, this is your sin.
Care you do not, the lullaby laced,
as you wallow and weep - a sunken disgrace.
Your life falls before you, your dreams turned to shreads
The holy grail reveals itself- a bottle of meds
YOU ARE READING
Lines of life
PoetryCapturing the bitterness and joy of life one rhyme at a time. Life is not forever, cherish it.
