Numbed pain,
sleeping grief,
thats all it is,
a short relief.
Take a shot,
swallow down,
your fuel of death,
the Royal Crown.
Wasted nights,
and countless days,
and where you leave,
the whiskey stays.
Burning water,
amber and sweet,
i'm an alcoholic,
full and complete.
Down the bottle,
empty and dry,
drink till you puke,
or just till you die.
Author notes
full and complete
A contest entry
- I am an addict! by ERbby.
650 points, ended July 16, 16 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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The ending sure leaves a message printed on my mind. Great work, I really enjoyed reading your piece. Good luck in the contest.
Sammie xx -
well doll i must say i love the flow and rymeing
great work great poem! it is good to know that you see you may just have a problem here but i hope you know things can get better! keep up the work you seem to be an amazing person i wish you good luck in the contest
endless
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