Category: Writers Block
Flask in hand I make a toast
Flask in hand I drink the most.
Flask in hand I'll drink till I drop
and all my friends know I'll drink the last drop.
Flask in hand when I wake and sleep
Flask in hand because I will not think.
Flask in hand to calm my nerves
Flask in hand that will ensure
My place in drunken pergatory
so I can live in glory.
i sure hope you don't personally relate to this poem. lol It's very simple, but very dark.
Wow, it's very um... sad.