Alcoholic

by my_little_secret   Apr 30, 2006


As the liquid calls to me I can feel myself resist
Know I shouldn't answer, know I should desist
But for so long I haven't touched it,
Left the bottle on the side,
It's no place for a girl to live,
Not a safe place for me to hide.

Yet...I want it so very much,
Want to feel it's numbing touch.
I crave the way I feel,
Like nothing's real and I don't exist
Nothing exists.
I love the way, after a glass, half a glass, a bottle
Everything slides into view.
Nothing matters.
Nothing,
Except the amber, hazy glow that I feel around my head.

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  • 18 years ago

    by pain is me

    Thats a really great poem
    sad tho
    sometimes i really feel the same way
    but i never feel better in the morning
    drinking doesnt fix anything
    even when you feel it should
    just be careful...
    xxxx

  • 18 years ago

    by Minda

    That is so true i can relate to what it says alot.

  • 18 years ago

    by Stabbylou

    Yes, good poem, nice wordses, especially the amber haze thing, that was really something. But do not drink, unless of course you are with me, in which case we can get drunk and bomb harshities at the retards xxxx

  • 18 years ago

    by dee

    Hey.. your poems pretty intense. although im not much of a drinker and i dont know exactly how you feel. my dads pretty heavily into it. i hope everythings okay. im gonna get to steppin on the rest of your poems haha
    dee

  • 18 years ago

    by xEmmax

    I know the feeling, although its not so good the next day, when u want to curl up and cry cz u feel so rough. but anyway..good poem, hope ur alright,
    love u lots xxxxx

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