{"sf1_id":1270696,"sf2_id":"yndlypZn","title":"A drunken life pt.1","author":"Jiblits","words":212,"posted_at":"2017-12-01T07:15:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Short Story","Thoughts","life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1270696-a-drunken-life-pt-1","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/yndlypZn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/89/46/8946f177-61cd-4ee8-95fa-e2afe8ad52a0","description":"","content":"(A drunken life) pt.1 - A poem of pity...\n\nTo the full...\n\nWallet almost empty, vision fading into the night\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nA quick slip \u0026 trip to the cold ground refreshes a hot thought as I make my way into another neon light\u0026nbsp;\n\nIn my best, I give another bar a test, putting down what I hope to be enough\n\nHelping me reach my point of no return, to avoid a reality I've found too tough\n\nSpeech slurring, mind blurring, I've done again, my weakest point so dull to find\n\nThe whispers gone, I finally find peace in a mess of a mind\n\nSpreading a thought a mile long, I walk slow into the meaning\n\nAs I lose my way, I mumble a verse of pain instead of singing\n\nSlowly I lowly fall into another I don't care\n\nWaking shaking in a cold alleyway, my past, I don't care to share\n\nIt still stings as the day waking sings\n\nMoments never meant to have happened become clear again, so I find myself, \u0026 we make our way back to reality\n\nKnowing another night, I won't fight when I feel that formality\n\nAnother bit of cash...\n\nAn I can crash...\n\nTill this body breaks...\n\nI'll do anything to relieve these deep hearted shakes...\n\n  \n\n  \n  \n\n"}