Poem -
Out With The Old Case
Slow sips huge gulps
I go from drinking
To drowning myself.
Let me lie and say its relaxing,
Im a social drinker
But I always drink alone,
Not abusing a concept I should be grasping
Halfway deep into the case upon my throne.
No im not me
Under the influence,
Im swallowed up slowly
With every ounce
The animal is let out,
Consuming till all is consumed
And no memory of my howl at the moon.
How good does it taste
When left hurting for days,
I'll never drink again
Etched upon my face,
But..... life hands me a bag of stress
I quickly struggle, and it's off to a place
To find my next case.
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Comments
Wow D!!.........this is so filled with truisms........I think there are a TON of poets that can relate to this write.............when I was on the road with "Rude Awakening" (hard rock band) seems like I went through this very scenario a hundred times.......swore I'd never do it again.......'til the next time ~ of course ~.......this is an excellent write..........the truth captured perfectly..........great pic too!!.....   5*s   FAV    .......well done brother..........been missing you around here lately............Love and Rockets!!..........T xo
Thanks you too and T thats great to hear i will be writing more stuff been a funk lately and C iam lucky or just strong willed i don't have any problems with addiction but people in my family have and alcohol because its so easily obtained is in my opinion one of the worst.
This disease is so sad because of how easy it is to get alcohol and I know people whose family members struggle with this and have died,thanks for the comment.