Tonight I drank from an empty bottle
It gave me another empty space
I'm like a rusty bullet in a rifle
Was shot and lost in a maze
Wordless, clueless, and careless
Can't speak my mind when there's a barrier
I try to lay my head on a restlessness
Like if it's a pillow and the world is a bed to me
Come race the firework
To the sky, I will climb the stars I see around my head
I'll wipe the raindrops the sky poured to you
While we stand in the dark and far deep inside in the rain
1/Feb/2008
That I knew my friend was drunk, she said she drank eight bottles. My other friend said: maybe you drank from an empty bottle. I was kinda low and I wanted to drunk, but it was just a "want to drunk" .. Don't think I'll drink at the moment =P
2.2.08
AN EMPTY BOTTLE
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2 comments:
lol this is a nice poem siska i wonder if ppl drink to feel empty or numb..this gives me the feeling that you drank to forget your ex lol not you i mean the narrator.
so the poem suits you? oww.. :D i'm turnin t be simple tho
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