When was the last time I wrote,
When was the first time I wrote,
When did writing become like a coat,
Putting it on to keep the cold at bay,
Doing so when I have something to say...
What was I thinking,
What started me blinking,
Whats the reason I started stinking,
Why the hell did I stop drinking...
Where did I from this learn,
Where did I learn to burn,
Where do I finally adjourn,
Where is there, if any, concern...
Take off the coat & let the cold in,
Nothing more than original sin,
In the end, bury me in a bin,
But remember my coat, no warmer have I been...