Looking at the bottom of a Beer bottle
I suddenly hate the fact what I just done to you
I used you for personal use
Usesd you and discarded you
Like you Angela
Sorry for Tripping on you the way I do
I feel less of a man for what I've done
Never will be the same
Never will be Peace within me
Till I can make it up
Or at least let you know how sorry I am
I'm drinking...
Beer after beer
Pounding one by one
Away they disapear
sadly
drinking doesn't change my wrong doings...
I hope theres a place
a tiny small place
Where I can creep back inside your heart
For the talk, for that person you liked
Before the event of bullshit from last night
Even If I'm dirty...
Just give me that chance
I swear Drunk or not
I still want you
even after all that was done and said...
Holla
Reason for writing:
Xoxoxoxo Please leave a comment if you think this was the worst of me yet. I feel i have the impression on this page I been a bad boi for no reason other than being a menace. It's underground to me. And FO Reals This poem is For Angela... I been thinking about her all day since the night I told her to leave me alone...
Birth sign: Aries
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