coineman

Allright, here is a poem I wrote tonight after a really shitty day at work. Enjoy it or don't. The choice is yours.

3am

3am
past the time to stop
yet here i am
another shot of amber in front of my face
ready to drown the sorrow and rage
of yesterday
of today
of tommorow
what the fuck does it help
you ask?
well i don't fuckin
KNOW
and I don't fuckin
CARE
and fuck you
for askin
the price I pay
is mine
not yours
ASSHOLE