Drunk and wanting to be higher <br />Another drink, can’t find my smokes <br />Always wanting more from fire, <br />To much rebellion from my folk’s. <br /> <br />It’s hard to drink and not to care, <br />It’s hard to climb the loving stairs. <br />It’s hard to feel my love break through <br />Just never felt it much from you. <br /> <br />It’s a hardened life <br />In cold and pain, <br />It’s a lonely faith, <br />I feel the same. <br /> <br />Don’t ask me why I have to write, <br />So many told me “Girl, just fight” <br />With the inspiration flooding through, <br />Spilling and drowning in it’s flight. <br /> <br />So leave me be, <br />You’re not my foe, <br />You’re another fear, <br />That I don’t know.<br /><br />Sandra Osborne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-fear/
