The pool in your wake
Is ridden with sake
The alcohol poisons you
But you don't stop.
The choices you make
Cause you to break
And the pain overwhelms
But you don't stop.
The holes in the wall
Are anything but small
They mirror your faults
But you don't stop.
Your story is vast
Your secrets, your past
They entrap you in a snare
And you can't stop.
~Jiminy~
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How I Feel (Poetry)
PoetryMostly just thoughts to paper- I write what I feel and there's little else to it~ Please don't copy any of my poems to any social networking sites, or claim them to be your own, thank you~ All photos used in my book are credited to their owner :)
