Failed Again
I hate it when I awake at night
With an urge to purge that I can’t fight
Can’t hold it off, so then with a moan
I get up, drag myself to the throne
Relief is just a short time away
Then I crawl back in bed to stay
This same routine happens to often
It won’t change till I’m in my coffin
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2012
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