The Worst Thing That HappenedA Poem by MichaelGrisbyThe worst thing that happened We did not happen Late nights, wet napkins Alcohol becomes my attraction Drinking to temporarily escape Liquor subsides and reality becomes awake My feelings for you constantly show You’re my drug I want to overdose Into a comatose The light from the T.V. Gleams off my .44 Magnum Anonymous in my letter No one will know But, Just so you know I love you, so… © 2013 MichaelGrisbyReviews
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