A poem about some days of fear and anxiety.
A grand life
A sick stomach
a pocket full of change
Fear of Jesus
no memory
Half remembered actions
Fully felt dread
The blight of candour
The affliction of insane
Genes
Slabbering
Repelling
Bringing yourself
Even further
Down
In people’s estimations
Oh the guilt
Hide the sharp objects
Nah
Just get drunk again
Grand so
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