Stupor 2

Stupor 1 here With wobbly feet I got up Slowly steadying myself with the wall Dangerously looking tipsy topsy With feet feeling rickety and rubbery Sweet home I come for abode Staggering and stammering with drunken stutter Drowning my pain and shame In Alcoholic stupor Watching ebbing life out of me flow Don't blame … Continue reading Stupor 2