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Jan 2017
I can't believe I did it, oh please not again. I had one too many and when that happens, this is how it ends. I wake up with a fuzzy memory and I hope I didn't I know I did. I look over and see someone sleeping soundly in beside me in bed. I try to rise quietly and figure out where I am. Did I come back to my place or did they bring me home. I finally find the bathroom and realize that it's all wrong. So I must find my clothes and try to get out quick. I don't even know what they look like, that really makes me sick. I step out of the bedroom and quietly across the floor, I finally find the front entrance and open up the door. I look around to see what street I am on, this is really bad, again things have gone all wrong. All I see are open fields and a few cows here an there. I finally come to the realization that I am not walking away from here.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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