lost soul Poet Free verse

LOST BETWEEN SIPS

Getting drunk…
One of the best feelings
…but…I never like the feeling when it touches my lips…
When it finds it’s way down my body…
I embarce it,
Its like I am entering a whole new regime
Like I am free to be wild,
To care about what people think,
Because in the end…
I am just gonna put the blame on alcohol..

But,
I don’t like getting drunk
‘’becca come lets drink, it is Friday, let loose,
My friends will say,
Well, I don’t like getting loose,
I fear getting loose,
I fear loosing a part of myself when getting loose,
that’s what mom used to say
…however, I don’t know if that is really a part of myself,
I don’t know what forms a part of me
Because I am lost.

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