The drink makes my tears taste less bitter,
It lies softly like a lover to me saying life ain’t got shitter,
I stumble in my body but my mind now numb to me the unwashed bum,
Vomiting in a door way I don’t care I am the slum, pretending? I am all done,
Could you share some change my good man, no I don’t want no dumb soup can,
My baccy’s all gone god hates me, he’s not my fan, Another night wasted is the plan,
She’s gone again my stray lover, taking with her my last cover, give me another O brother,
Kick, punch and slap, I wish I cared but I don’t give a crap, between my heart and soul is ever widening gap,

I’m asked again sober?, I protest it’s the cold it draws nigh October, my storm don’t just blow over,

Give me another, have another, be another…………………………………..

(Written about a homeless guy……..)

Originally posted on http://tairngir.tumblr.com/page/71