Drunkard
I gulp all of my sorrow To disremember until tomorrow. I’m drowning into intoxication That prompts my body and soul into a separation. I found my soul in the edge of the abyss Where it searches for its own bliss. My body is frozen, It seeks to be enlighten. I’m wrecked, insufferable defect. The shattering vents broken to pieces that I collect.
-m.h.l










