In response to a poem by a anonymous friend:
sometimes i feel that i too drink,
not to be free but just not to think...
to get some respite to be a lil free,
from the torturous thoughts
that keep haunting me....
my drink, my mate, my evergreen friend....
always take me through till the end...
till i can think and feel no more,
till i fall down deep in a snore....
into the oblivion away from reality....
into a world with so much clarity....
where i am set free from being awake....
where surviving is just a piece of a cake....
where all that survives is a peaceful oblivion....
a sense of calm and void that goes on for an eon....
you wont understand and you wont accept...
and your inability i respect...
all i ask is do not judge...
and when i come crashing do not budge....
for you are the only one who helps fill that deep hole....
and that is why i love you, i love you thee alcohol!!!! :)
sometimes i feel that i too drink,
not to be free but just not to think...
to get some respite to be a lil free,
from the torturous thoughts
that keep haunting me....
my drink, my mate, my evergreen friend....
always take me through till the end...
till i can think and feel no more,
till i fall down deep in a snore....
into the oblivion away from reality....
into a world with so much clarity....
where i am set free from being awake....
where surviving is just a piece of a cake....
where all that survives is a peaceful oblivion....
a sense of calm and void that goes on for an eon....
you wont understand and you wont accept...
and your inability i respect...
all i ask is do not judge...
and when i come crashing do not budge....
for you are the only one who helps fill that deep hole....
and that is why i love you, i love you thee alcohol!!!! :)
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