This expresses how I feel rite now after an awful nite. Please excuse if its shite but I'm pissed...lol ..... I told his lyes for him. Those browns eyes, burning with fire in the dim. The truth flows like vodka rivers and I fear the pavements I must meet. What will happen? What will come of this? Will you hunt me? Will you beat me? Will I ever be free? I'm too scared to trust, to lie back and just be.... so I pour and I pour, so much more....
So are you looking for feedback or just throwing your drunken adolescent feelings into the digital ether and hoping for... what? ps. I have total respect for adolescent adolescent feelings
Haha yeah lots! Yeah I read that link you gave me and then just started reading ginsberg. So I really like this style of poetry...I'll be reading alot more of it I'd say... Anyhoo yeah that poem I wrote really wasnt posted for any reason in particular. Wasnt looking for feedback it was just how I felt at the time and I just thought I'd put it out there with everyone elses thoughts and emotions! Peace and love.
