A Million Gallons of Urine Date: Monday, 17th March 2003 @ 03:50:58 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: jason_robert_britt December's chill does not compare To empty nights when you aren't there Abandoned me alone and cold Dealt my hand I choose to fold The sparrow's song could not bring cheer A million suns won't dry the tears A million knives could not cut holes As gaping wide as is my soul My life's a cage Restraints hold tight My life's a stage Exit left or right The act is over You don't have to play Just piss on me Like the rest walk away Decayed forest sprouts from one spot A million worms can't eat the rot A million leeches found no blood A million pints lost in the flood A million needles found no vein A million pills won't ease the pain A million knives could not cut holes As gaping wide as is my soul My life's a cage Restraints hold tight My life's a stage Exit left or right The act is over You don't have to play Just piss on me Like the rest walk away I played the fool in your game of temptation Rolled the dice twice and crapped out our relations Fell off the wagon and threw up my elation Covered in piss I am your masturbation This poem is Copyright © jason_robert_britt Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=premium/MemNewsDetail&story_id=23