dirtying up my blood
cranking, churning through my veins
the alcohol, she flows through and through.
more and more into the passage way
don't stop, keep it coming.
I don't want to remember tonight...
at all.
I don't want to remember anything
ever again.
A contest entry
- Drunken poetry... by PrettyRagDoll.
300 points, ended September 20, 2007, 14 entries
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This was sad. I remember seeing people passed out on the floor and wondering if they meant to or not. The last line of this poem brought this beyond simple alcohol into your state of mind. Thanks for entering my contest.
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"I don't want to remember tonight...
at all.
I don't want to remember anything
ever again."
god, me either.
I liked this. short. simple. drunkenly written.
three awesome traits, in my opinion. -
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felt like that many a time x
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"I don't want to remember tonight..." and we keep believing that alcohol will make or problems disaperar. It's a strong piece, and a lot of people can probably recognize themselves in this. The last to lines give an extra touch to the piece. "ever again" - like in - I'll drink myself to death tonigght... a twist.
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