WHISKEY

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Poem about struggling with alcholism

Submitted: February 26, 2008

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Submitted: February 26, 2008

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Inside a whiskey bottle

I wallow.

Waking up in cold sweats

feeling hollow.

Another drink until

tomorrow.

Sometimes this truth is

hard to swallow,

unlike the whiskey

that drowns my sorrow.

In the future-there lies

a past.

Things I've done come

to haunt me, Alas.

Seeing horrible visions

my life

aghast.

From this bottle

I'll drink my last.


© Copyright 2017 Michael L Lewis 38. All rights reserved.

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