Why isn't my life bloomy
Must I always be a sadist?
I never wished for this.
Daily at the bar
Tipsy tipsy all times
Either in a pool of stagnant water.
Or the gutters
Nothing no longer gives me joy
Life doesn't seem to offer more.
Before giving up
I should apologize to her
I never meant it.
Alcohol turns my buddy
Yet my problems are still here
God help me.
