Drowned

A life well related to others.

There is nothing stronger than a whiskey breath
Footsteps lead the ones that try to go ahead
Tears hide behind the bottles aligned
Pride over rises what the heart tries to hide
Time ages in the liquid of sorrow, trying to forget yesterday
And not remember tomorrow
Depleted eyes try to forget what they've seen,
But the memory will not come to a defeat

There is nothing weaker than a whiskey breath,
That tries to perish their lives with,
One last flask

Author's Note

What do y'all think?

Reviews

[Layi Tate]

I'm waiting for more from you ... :)

[Nitesh Mahabal]

great write up. very new n indeed real. thanks for sharing

[Layi Tate]

I think it's great !
As a recovering Alcoholic I can relate to this deeply!