For there are only so many times a man can catch up
From falling so far behind
Yes there are only so many ways a man can come close
Yet finish so far away
There is only so much heartache
A man can pretend
Doesn't wrap him up in chains
I think I've gone and got
that fuck it all,
Let it fall feeling
Laying out here in the rain
I think I've gone and got
That fuck it all
Let it fall feeling
As the town burns down again
For there is only so much regret
A man can shoulder
Before his knees begin to bend
Yes there's only so many ways
To explain that you're okay
Without those whiskeys at midday
there are only so many missions
A man can get thru
Before parts of his soul do go missing
I think I've gone and got
that fuck it all,
Let it fall feeling
Laying out here in the rain
I think I've gone and I got
That fuck it all
Let it fall feeling
As the town burns down again
- Author: Edthepoet ( Offline)
- Published: November 22nd, 2018 17:57
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
- Users favorite of this poem: Cali Kittana, Syd
Comments1
Great write Ed. I've been there.
- Syd
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