Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
andwhentheshipsailsPoems
Sometimes, I feel I should drink my problems away Heartbreaks Losses and many more to name Warm liquid going down my throat My lies are responsible if I choke Screaming in my pillow Troubling the next door widow I am drowning in my sorrow won't remember a thing tomorrow I sit alone in this cemetery With the Old monk and his friend Johnnie In a void, I let out a shout I love this maze Not long from now I'll be a nameless grave I sound so plaintive yet I refuse to admit that intoxicated me is so much better In this situation reality doesn't even matter
0
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
Intoxicated
Sometimes, I feel I should drink my problems away Heartbreaks Losses and many more to name Warm liquid going down my throat My lies are responsible if I choke Screaming in my pillow Troubling the next door widow I am drowning in my sorrow won't remember a thing tomorrow I sit alone in this cemetery With the Old monk and his friend Johnnie In a void, I let out a shout I love this maze Not long from now I'll be a nameless grave I sound so plaintive yet I refuse to admit that intoxicated me is so much better In this situation reality doesn't even matter
Written from an alcoholic's perspective FYI I am not an alcoholic nor I know any.
#sad#drunk#pain#death#alcohol#intoxication
andwhentheshipsails
Written by
andwhentheshipsails
18/F
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem