Swaying back and forth,
From one wall to another,
Trying to find the bed,
To crawl up in the cover.
One drink, two drinks, three,
The pain slowly faded.
I saw the bottom of the bottle,
Opened another as depression invaded.
I lost my will to move on,
Thought I'd drink away my sorrow,
Just to wake to the aching,
Just to feel the same way tomorrow.
I ruined what could have been,
I thought I'd made the right decision.
I was wrong, now my heart is broken,
Lacerated, bleeding, all self inflicted.
Playing, making believe,
Everyday I wear this mask.
I drink it up to forget,
I despise an empty flask.
My eyelids are heavy,
I'll sleep in torment now,
Lying alone, dreaming of you.
| The imagery was great.|
The emotions are so real that it hurts!
I can relate to this poem entirely.
It's ironic how someone thinks that
a substance can take the pain away
when in the end, you feel it anyway.
Reminds me of that song, "Whiskey Lullaby"
Great piece, keep it up :)
|| Posted on 2007-03-31 00:00:00 | by Poetic_tragedy6 | [ Reply to This ] || Wow! You always seem so open and real.. when i read your words it sounds like something I could be thinking... The past is always looming with what could have been and the future is always there with what we do not have....I hope your tommorow is better.||| Posted on 2007-01-03 00:00:00 | by isis_lenore | [ Reply to This ] || i liked it, nice poem, the rhyming is really good, i noticed one mistake but i,ll put that down to side affects from boozing. it looks like your new year got off to a bad start, but you have put a lot of feeling into this poem, drowning your sorrows,wearing a mask, as you have realised drinking isn,t the answer. put your feelings to paper, maybe that will help. good luck|
|| Posted on 2007-01-03 00:00:00 | by bogeyman | [ Reply to This ] |