refisher: (Writing)
Pitter-patter on your head
Splashing while upon you tread
Walking slowly, dragging ped-
Wishing you weren’t hardly dead

Without purpose, without way
Aimless as the passing day
Clutching tightly bottle’s nape
Wishing you might die today

Read more... )
refisher: (Writing)
Hey there, sir
You're looking worn
Life's been hard
Survived a storm
But now you've created one all on your own

Hey there, sir
You're looking slack
Grew the beard
But quit the pack
Yet now you are in the bottle's tight grasp

Read more... )

October 2012

S M T W T F S
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
2122232425 2627
28293031   

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 26th, 2017 04:46 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios