what can i say? good times..


Tripping (I'm back)

I think I am drunk on the wine of life
I am wasted on the laughter of love
I've been bleeding out my despairing strife
Been releasing the pain above

I think I am high on your thoughts and smile
I am tripping through visions of you
I've been lost for far too many miles
It's a long journey out and through

I think I am addicted to all this happiness
I am immersed in this new feeling
I've been always depressed, that was the test
Now this, the reward. I am healing.



Poetry by Joe Fern
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Written on 2007-11-19 at 05:56

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