Hard Time Blues -------------------------------------------
It aint so much fun/to come undone/when you're on the run/hidin' from the sun
The streets are too small/for you to crawl/you feel just two feet tall/you can't get anything at all
I once felt fine/but i'm now at the end of the line/i'm gonna take what's mine/down with a bottle of moonshine
This is just me/that's all i can be/can't you fuckin' see?/i'm down on my bloody knees
Lol. I just imagined this being spoken with an indian accent. I just can't stop laughing. Anyways the rhyming kinda kills the verse here. This poem needs some space. Try tuning it a bit...
Actually if you pause and read it its awesome!!! Is it about heartbreak? It seems to be... i think you should have spaced it better and made its form easier to read but as far as the words it was amazing!!! keep up the good work and work on the order ^_^
Submission Name: Hard Time Blues
