Poem: My Guardian Angel



All these years it’ s driving me crazy
My heart is broken, living in pain
My guardian angel is so lazy,
Drunk, or kicked out in the rain

When he’s sober and with the hangover
He does something for me
Like a foreign movie without a subtitle
I don’t understand what he’s saying

I pray to him to watch over me
I pray for help and good luck
But he’s at the bar, you see
He’ s drunk again and he doesn’t give a fuck

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