im drunk and numb, with a lot on my mind

you do not want me
i am but a broken man
a man who once was
but is now forgotten
the grains of time
poured out between my
fingers and i saw them slip
right through the cracks
but did i stop them?
no, for i did not hold
the sacred gift in
high regard and now
who's to say what
is right and wrong
but god in heaven
so do not judge me
for i am a broken man
and i only hold one
final grain of sand
a memory of past times
in a trembling hand

 

I really like it man

 

the first time i read it i didnt like it so much, so i read it again and started to like it. the thing that made me want to is the ending, i enjoyed the way you did that.