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Have you ever felt so overpowered by alcohol that you cannot stop even when you know you really should? Have you ever woken up hungover vowing to never touch alcohol again? Well, this poem describes that feeling of helplessness that alcohol causes...


Submitted:Oct 9, 2010    Reads: 65    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


It's time to purge,

Tomorrow I will control the urge,

This repeated error should end,

I can no longer pretend

My pout isn't sexier than Angelina Jolie's,

I didn't burn the dance floor like Shakira,

Pinching a guy's ass is not respectable,

Kissing strangers is never advisable

As the night flashes in front of my eyes,

I suddenly realize,

What a mess I have become,

Surely I am upsetting my deceased dad and mum

I must step away from the gin,

No longer will alcohol win,

No more shall I touch this poisonous venom,

Today I decide I will never drink ever again

Reveling in my victory,

I foolishly answer the door,

In comes cheery Adam,

He smiles and hands me the bottle,

"Thought we'd drink to celebrate your raise" he says

"But I haven't got one," I frown

"Oh damn! Never mind. With alcohol all your sorrows will drown."

And that was the last thing I remember about last night.

As I let it all out of my system again,

I can't help but wonder at the power alcohol has over us,

Will I ever emerge victorious in this eternal fight,

Between a man and his own creation?





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