Another Night
bottle,drinking alone and feeling so
hallow,drowning my pain to wash it
away yet the memories are stronger
with every sip that I take.immune to
the pain only cause I am
num,seeking comfort in wrong
places just so I can face
this,accusitions of being a drunk,yet
no one will save me I'm **** out of
luck.there are stories untold in this
book of my life,nobody knows my
sorrows or strifes.born like a ghost
to the ones back at home,shot down
and striked with words to make me
feel so alone.broken and beaten by
the one with my heart,cheated and
stepped on from the start.life has
been taken from people so close,to
young its not fair this lifes just a
joke.judges by people who don't
even know me,my body used when
I'm drunk and lonely,purity taken
when I couldn't say no,because I'm
busy drinking away my sorrows.if
someone would save me maybe I
wouldn't drink so much,but nobodys
there when I'm feeling scared,so for
now ill drink til I pass out and the
room fades as I start to black
out.another night with just another
bottle,drinking alone and feeling so
hallow,drowning my pain to wash it
away,why do I have to be this way?
Copyright © Alisha Campbell | Year Posted 2013
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