Boozing out of my mind, my thoughts entwined,
Blaming myself, for a fairytale I designed,
Naming all my mistakes, love's illusion unkind,
Blind to your game, my heart confined.
Playing every moment over and over,
Confined by judgments, I grew colder,
Fading from reality, a tale of heartache,
Sipping straight from the bottle, my solace I take.
Numbing my misery, truth stripped away,
Overcoming ghostly reality, night and day,
Quitting on love, embracing despair's fright,
Becoming my worst nightmare, endless night.
In self-pity, I lay, feeling so alone,
As you find a new kitty, on your throne,
In a romantic city, desires softly blown,
Creating a jealous cyclone, I must atone.
A new muse emerges, without any shame,
Hiding away my blues, from heartbreak's game,
As I cruise into drunkenness, escaping the blame,
Where booze is my boo, and you're no longer my flame.
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