Drunken Joke
Drunken joke
smelling blood
dirty hands
broken bones
who was him?
I don't know
brought me here
without love...
Drunken joke
what was that?
why did you do this?
why were you mad?
what turn a good man
so deeply bad
who did this to you
I wish I could ask.
Drunken joke
drunken lie
made my mother mother
before time
I can't hate him
but I won't lie
I hate every single step
that brough him into our lives.
Jessica
Copyright © Jessica Carrasco | Year Posted 2023
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