Sober Poems - Poems about Sober

When you partake of substances, the light grows dim/ A spark once divine, now lost within/ The mind, once sharp, begins to fade/ A prisoner of choices poorly made/ Chaos reigns, where order stood/ A life derailed, misunderstood/ The buzz, the high, a fleeting flight/ Leaves only shadows in the night/ Men deceive, diseases spread/ You will wake up not knowing how you got...

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You enter my being Like a sober euphoria Sideswiped by a rogue wave I fell into your higher grave Coursing my veins like a lethal injection Your love is like a sober euphoria My warm blood now a cold sensation I’m taken to the lover’s utopia You devour me with your evil desire Your eyes consume my secret soul I slowly...

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SOBER IN THE MORNING A famous leader called Winston Churchill Quoted a limerick that showed poetic comedy skill It was Winston who named the Cold War A riddle, mystery and enigma for sure In that Soviet era Russia came ever nearer To knowing what Britain now stood for Twice he became Britain’s Prime Minister Post war prospects became quite sinister Yet mostly what we seem...

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TITLE: SOBER It's over but Keeps coming over One after another Sober thoughts Drained Down Sad ladder Rising to blaze Blades amazes Eating Void Thoughts Burning Ablaze Quenching Inner fire Get out of mercy Self denials Emerged Established Addiction Illusion Consumption Destruction Cells Wrinkles Surface Ageing without race No place to pace Lost inner peace Choas the body Leads Relent Relent? Give up on That addiction Manipulation or sober slobber over never Forever....

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I live my life sober and clean but once was called a bean I started with promise and hope then found myself drowning in dope I smoked a dart from a pack I found that led me to joint just to be sound I made friends with a bottle I bought only to find them gone after we fought...

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When I get sober I'll call all my friends To make amends and convey apologies Tell my mamma I'll be home tonight Tell them that I was drunk When I get sober I'll go down on my knees Call on Jesus tell him I'm sorry Tell him to wash away my sins make me whole again Read the word to...

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Laying down with clean blood and a clear brain Feels better, even if I have the small sadness ache and pain. I close my eyes and smile because I was able to keep Sober for a day, and can be sent to restful sleep. But….who is standing in the corner of my room…? Seven feet...

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You know…I like drinking, But I’m not sure I like drunk. Because then I’m stuck thinking About the depths to which I’ve sunk. All the insults I let loose from my lips. Saying whatever to make sure a balance tips. Mistruths spoken and stories just made up. Maybe if I put the glass down I...

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Quiet sober love rises with the morning Sun; Unspoken desire lingers from the night before; Small talk has found the silence....

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Drop a rock into a still pond, and the ripples echo. A large enough rock, and a pond sized tsunami, waves echoing beyond the edges. Every step I take creates ripples. Sometimes, a tsunami. After all, I'm not screaming in outer space. And the trillions of steps before mine that gave me the ground I walk on, need to be acknowledged by the care I...

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Drink kept by the bedside would not rot, Critical of the routine, banging on the door, Demanding a day in all the light-wide awake, Embracing the axe and work around the woods, Cut in half- building from the bitter bark, Pain makes the body succumb to it often, Making way for alcohol to ease it, Surrounded, should the shrubs shush it? Holding the...

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There are memories, Not within my mind, but saved, They plague me when I come across them, How much I had loved someone, And how much they had loved me, I think back to the good days, Where I smiled and had no doubts, But slowly I drift to the end, And I realize, no matter the love, Always it hurt, yet I...

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Poured, what I swore would be…. my last bottle Then lost to temptation, as I crushed…. my final can I don’t believe me, when I say….it’s over But for the thousandth time… I’ll make my stand Now here I am: Sober day one….. My eyes are still cloudy as I Reach out for The Son A self induced prison Is what my life’s...

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I want to seek sobriety everyday I hope to God this sleepless night I pray and pray away the pain tonight I want to be okay as I lay here, decaying like a wilted flower in May I feel this party inside me isn’t over I feel this party outside my range — I don’t want a drink, no thanks...

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I only drank one year, a while I vastly prefer self-denial Didn't like myself more Back when dates *tried* to score Now I've let them go, with a smile :) Never got totally wasted (Well, didn't like how it tasted) Just pressured socially So tried it, just to see I confess feeling... disgrace-d Drinks didn't bring out the Real Me By NOT drinking I feel more......

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