Cry For Attention
The bottle cries for my attention
As my body free falls into ascension
You call my name and ring the bells
Expecting me to walk on egg shells
There you stand waiting for my soul
To be imprisoned in your hell hole
Drag me down, you may try and fail
Realise, You are nothing but an old wives tail
When you come again to take my soul away
I vow to you, It will be your doomsday
My friend is the bottle, my bottle is my friend
Together we will drink silently until the end
Poetry contest - Never Going to Drag me Down
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