By Arcassin Burnham
You can't tell me what to do,
Who are you!?...
Cause I could get as drunk as I want to,
You can't tell me what to do,
Who are you!?...
Cause I could get as drunk as I want to,
Enticing devil's nectar in a trance I see myself,
Doing unspeakable things,
This is not good for my health,
Stayed away for awhile,
But it tried to call me back,
So I went to see what the fuss was about and it attacked,
Got a bucket full of issues,
Didn't get the hang of this one,
Pulling cards and taking names just feeling like I really
Jumped the gun,
Drinking out the bottle so much I can't speak,
Shackles on my feet,
Is this really good for me, in disbelief,
I feel so trippy, wild , young , free , lucky , generous,
It was agreeable , persuadable, lustful and fearless,
In pure bliss,
Like the color of mist over clouding my head,
I was developing the fear of thinking that I was dead , but now I'm like...
You can't tell me what to do,
Who are you!?...
Cause I could get as drunk as I want to,
You can't tell me what to do,
Who are you!?...
Cause I could get as drunk as I want to,
You can't tell me what to do,
Who are you!?...
Cause I could get as drunk as I want to,
You can't tell me what to do,
Who are you!?...
Cause I could get as drunk as I want to.
©ABPoetry2016
- Author: Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 8th, 2016 12:31
- Comment from author about the poem: http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/sunset-bar.html - this poem is more of a song and confession.
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 44
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Great write
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