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Mar 2016
Why do I still feel drunk
Why is it that the trashcan and I have become best friends
Why am I still so dizzy
I didn't go past my limit
Last night has many holes in the story
Did I really do that or is it a placed memory
How did I come to having my shoes off
What would have happened if I didn't have my friend
How did I make it home in the morning
A twenty minute drive took sixty
Couldn't hardly move when I made it to my bed
Except to lean over my new friend trashcan
Call a bud come help quick
Line started, bolus given
Stay until I crash
Hot/cold, shivers and hallucinations
Thank God for my night friend
I could have been a statistic
Roofie it may have been
Still am unsure if it was just alcohol poisoning or roofied. Just thankful I was with a trusted friend. Never left my drinks unattended but you never see the magicians slight of hand...
Karina Norris-Veirs
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Karina Norris-Veirs  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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