Wine of Time
Wine is made
Within this whirlwind of pain
My anger is kindled
I've withdrawn myself from the world that is
Screaming and wailing
Where is she?
I find myself once again wondering
I have dipped my cup
In the wine of time
Drunken by it's silence
A drunken fool i have become
I feel more alone now
Who will catch me this time, as I free fall?
Copyright © Leon Ivy | Year Posted 2015
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