Whiskey Nights

Posted on by J. Saunders in Vicious Words

It costs me more to be sober these days.
My heart aches.
My sanity breaks.
Being drunk pretending to have moved on from you, saves me everything.

J. Saunders

Published by J. Saunders

I'm everything Libra, coffee drinker, finance lover and poetry writer.

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