As I wake the light stings my eyes
A thousand drums play a symphony
My hands shake my mouth is dry
As the room spins uncontrollably
The memories of last night flood in
Every detail felt like a kicking mule
Regret and shame my regular guest
To this my life as the jester the fool
As I shower I search for some hope
My sins like scars can't be scrubbed clean
As a stranger in the mirror stares back I ask
Where'd my life go what happened to me
This poison my friend my prison walls
Frees me from my shame and regret
And whispers to me it's not your fault
As I repeat each day again and again
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Author:
Daniel (
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Comments6
I can relate to this poem. I try to improve myself everyday, because I know there is always room to do so.
Thanks WBL !
You are very welcome!
Very nice work..it could mean so many things...enjoyed
Thank you
This is interesting, sounds like a serious hangover to me? well done.ww
I had a few of those back in the day!! Glad you enjoyed it, thanks WW
Great and wonderful write
Thanks Tony!
Welcome
Imprisoned by your shame perhaps. Nicely done.
Thanks Augustus
Well done!!!
Another great poem
Daniel....
Thank you again for a great comment!
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