I gave her everything… What did I get back?

Limerick.

The weather is depressing at times, and we need good weather to lift our spirits!

You won’t remember it in the morning.

A drink may hold the mystery to this poem.

Isle of Eire, long in my memory!

Limerick.

Drink up!

This is about all different forms of things that makes the mind at peace.

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….