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Drowning.

All I want to do is drown in my sorrow. If not, I’ll drown my sorrow. If that doesn’t work, I’ll drown myself. Either way, some part of me has to die. I can’t go on like this… What is expected of me is something that is beyond my reach. I won’t even get to the top of a mountain if I reach for the stars… No. Never. Not ever. So I’ll find my answers at the bottom of this glass. Or the next one. Or the next one… Either way, I’ll drink some more. I’ll be fine. I don’t care. But you… you won’t dare. Yes, you’ve seen it all before! Your friend died the same way I am sure to go. But there’s a difference. I’m not like them… Those wretched people who claim to be decent, But when you turn away they curse you and mock you for who you are. But I’ll be here as usual. Drowning in my sorrows. Or drowning my sorrows. Or drowning myself… Either way, some part of me will be dead. And you’ll be here still. Wishing you helped me earlier. Just you see… Went to school today. But I got sent home. I was found in a corner on my own. An empty bottle said it all. All I remember is they were laughing. Laughing at my stupidity. But I’m not stupid. I tried to be good. I tried! I tried to ask for help… But even when I try, it never seems to work. No. Never. Not ever. So I’ll just sit here Drowning in my sorrows. Or drowning my sorrows. Or drowning myself. Either way, if you wait a bit… I will soon be dead.

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Date: 1/1/2011 12:34:00 PM
Sometimes, just sometimes the ones who feel this peer pressure rise above themselves and look down at who they were and celibrate their inner strength....:)
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