(No this poem is not about me, It’s merely an observation!)
Decided on drinking rum
For as long as the bottle lasts
Regretting the decision
Fills up the next day
Head aching so hard
That all other thoughts gone away
Replaying the night over
Fragments are missing
My memory betrays me
How did I get these cuts on my feet
Oh the back door is broken
And now there is blood on the sheets
My tongue feels like sandpaper
And there is vomit on my shirt
God I wish the room would stop spinning
And my head didn’t hurt
I swear I’ll never touch that devils juice again
Oh who am I kidding
I am lying
And I am ashamed
Tonight I will do it all again
The world is too dark
And I’m afraid
It is too dark to be sober
So I will stay drunk and brave
Featured in my upcoming collection – The World Around Me
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