Poe's Lost Poem

Awakened by my sobriety I stumble ever so sickly from my chamber door The night like death was still As I fumble to find my quill This drink I think I'll drink though nevermore Like a drunkard without one leg I hobble all hunched over across the crooked floor The darkness fills my mind As I wobble like the blind This drink I think has cursed me to my core With my quill now in my hand I'm dreading the awful task that's now my chore This deed can no longer wait Though fretting it's now too late I'll say my sad farewell to my lovely Lenore Though I'll seal it with a kiss But it still can't heal this awful burden that I've bore Yet I'll tell my love goodbye As my words fill up the sky Like a misplaced eagle her wings were meant to soar