I've fallen into the deepest depths
A teen possibly can
I took a sip of whiskey,
And then did it again.
What will be the outcome?
I really do not know
But if someone doesn't stop me
I might just burn my throat.
I've done the same before,
It's been this way for years
And while you'll find I'm rather soft,
I never expressed fear
For if I had an issue,
I was sure that I would know
But now that I've got drunk enough
I realize that I won't.
No, no one should save me,
It isn't worth the time
Simply tell me to recover,
A suggestion would be fine.
As I near the bottom
Of this whiskey,
Which is strong,
I ask you to please leave me be.
That's right, leave me alone.
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Poetry for Dying to
PuisiThis is a poetry book mainly consisting of freelance poetry and deep thoughts. It may make you think about the deeper aspects of life. It will not be complete any time soon, but will be added to as time goes on. Everything here is mine, and mine on...
