Notes About The Poem

Being an empath and worked with so many troubled souls like myself. Part of this writing is true Maybe and sadly, you can relate and understand, if so you're not alone. Life is a journey tomorrow is not guaranteed Sometimes expectations are just too high, and things don't always go to plan. So live life, as if today was your last kind to others we might not always understand, or ourselves. But spread your love every day to everyone don't judge, Everyone needs laughter fun, a shoulder to cry on and sometimes a helping hand.

 

Another Empty Bottle Another Lonely Night

Another empty bottle
Another lonely night
Slave to my cursed mistress
And her commands and demands
She holds my uncertain future
Tightly In her hands
Although I had no  right to choose 
And I didn't quite understand 

At war with her the world and myself
A battle I have to face every single day
Drink may help soften the blow
But it can't heal a broken heart
Or rebuild your world when everything
Falls apart

We all have secrets
And lonelyness can force you
To go to places
You rather not want to be
But everyone  has needs
They need to feed

I used to Play the wild card 
And just lived for fun and today
Life was dragging me down fast
And instead of facing it
I chose o run away

Partied hard
Threw caution to the wind
Spen my money on liquor
And pretty women
That I had to pay
And after a bit fun
She soon showed me the door
She no longer wanted to know me
And didn't even ask my name
It left me feeling
Ashamed of my self
But a man without a woman
Still wants a bit and taste the apple
And a bit of loving sometmes 
We all have our own needs 
But after they showed me the door
 I Felt even lonelier then
I did before










To be continued soon. Sorry Computer  problems
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Puddifoot Avatar
March 6, 2024 at 5:40 AM
not hitting the bottle are ya? sometimes it's a case of not only being an empath, but our own worst enemy..i know what you've been through, love, and i also know what i've been through..
Dome Avatar
March 6, 2024 at 10:10 AM
Hi.it's not all true, I don't drink that much. But I used to. The loneliness and despair are true.So sorry, you have been through so much too. But it's only when you have been, through so much you finally understand, and express emotions your thoughts and feelings as we do.Thank you.
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