Liquor going down like water
Taking bottle after bottle
Slipping down my throat like silk
As my rage grows greater
Body growing hotter
Pushing whiskey down full throttle
Jack Daniels becoming the new milk
Pushing forward, falling back later
Chasing you down, til I'm too dizzy to walk
Find a cab and waste all my money
As I grow sleepy in the back seat crying
Dreaming of ways to kill you
Falling apart at your doorstep as we talk
Lose my thought, in my head calling you honey
Anger falling apart to sadness and lying
You smell my breath strong, now I realize it too
Those drinks sink deep, releasing my anger
But I fall apart and let sadness take over
Author notes
not very good... trying to figure out a way to get better at prompts or whatever by getting into contests...
A contest entry
- bitters in Glasses, one winner 300 points by RyanosaurusWrecks.
300 points, ended February 7, 2008, 4 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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apprarently, the comment below this did not contain what i originally typed, so here it is again
I like this poem, it became exactly what i was looking for, and you did a good job describing the prompt -
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thanks a ton! much appreciated!!!
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p.s. a little footnote, to show you how big my ego is...
youre second to last line, i read, and was like thats a great line!
then i realized it was from the contest prompt, but still i was like, thats a great line!
lol
anyways sorry to bore you, and thank you for yuor perfect entry
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i like it...especially the imagery, i can see everything happening- the person in the backseat of a cab, crying
i think it's really good
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