The Alcoholic

by Tisha   Jan 16, 2006


Rummaging through everything, looking for the bottle that I had last night
If I could just find it halfway full I know I'll be alright

Oh no , there is only a sip
Running around looking for more I fall and trip

I grab my nose as it begins to bleed
Alcohol is the only thing I need

I glance in the mirror my eyes are blood shot
Digging in her pocket book I hope I don't get caught

I am only going to take enough to get me a six pack
When ever I get a job,I'll put the money back

A six pack wasn't enough,I need some whiskey to
I'll take the money from Dad's wallet ,he'd be mad if he knew

I'm starting to get sick as I gulp it down
No one knows that I am drunk ,as I throw up they can not hear the sound

It's cold as I wake lying here upon the ground
No one sees me in the ditch their looking all around

I'll be fine as soon as I get me a little more
I just have to get up so I can make my way to the store

I'm so glad that no one never saw it
I'm so glad that no one knows that I'm an alcoholic
©Tisha

*Written for my Mom's boyfriend Rick,who cares about alcohol more than anything in this world*

*PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT AND I WILL RETURN THE FAVOR*

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  • 18 years ago

    by sarah

    Great poem I loved the wording, keep writing and ill keep reading, def another 5/5 take care sarah x

  • 18 years ago

    by TinyDancer46

    So sad... it's a devistating thing watching loved ones turn to alcohol when their feeling down. I hope that he's alright... beautiful writing, though!