My best Friend Vodka

Always there for me.

My Best Friend Vodka

 

Walking down this street bottle of vodka in hand

Bought it an hour ago but already it sounds hollow

Just another alcoholic man

Tried to escape them but everywhere I run the demons, they follow

They weigh down

Taunting me

Haunting me

Until all that’s left nothing but the dried husk of Bee

And just when it seems that I’ve reached the end

And its time to jump off the cliff

 

The bottle of vodka comes to me and offers to my pain mend

It calls to me, until I take a sip

The vodka takes control and into my subconscious me and my demons slip

 

Sober today

Take a deep breath, arm myself with a smile

Walk out the door, and pray to God everything will be okay

Good day, full of smiles, laughs, friends and hugs

But then all to soon

You’re all alone,

No joy talking to the moon

Demons from the past come back to haunt me

So I search for somebody to help me desperately

I just need someone who understands the pain

Now I can hear something calling my name again

 

The bottle of vodka comes to me and offers to my pain mend

It calls to me, until I take a sip

The vodka takes control and into my subconscious me and my demons slip

 

I stare at the razor and then at my wrist

When I try to think of reasons not to do it

But all that enters my mind is this.

 

 

 

 

Bongani Armstrong Mhlangu

Reviews

[afra]

very sad but very well written ....good jo

[Dark Tower]

Thank You Afra.

[melissa's heart]

The poem is hauntingly sad, it takes me back to a time when I felt alone, before I found the Lord and ask him into my life. The poem is ponient and somber, but very well written, keep up the good work my friend

[Dark Tower]

Thank You Melissa, you always say the sweetest things.

[melissa's heart]

that is what friends are for. The tell you the truth with love, their there when you need an ear, and lift you up when you are feeling down, so remember I'll always have an ear if you need one.

[Timeless-Chan]

Really great poem B.C.:) It sort of made me think of my uncle who died because his liver failed... he was a big alcoholic and all that and ya know, I really do think people who fall into drinking hope to find help they just don't know how to ask:/ And sometimes those that watch step in to late. This is a very realistic and heart touching poem. nice work!
~Dreamer!

[Dark Tower]

Thank You Dreamer.
My sincerest apologies about your uncle.
Yes it is true, too often we watch others drive themselves too far before we decide to intervene, and by then its generally too late.

[Timeless-Chan]

yup:/ and thankyou^_^ It was a hard loss but it only made me wiser in the ways of the world. As did this poem. though i decided long before this to not drink your poem has solified the decistion^_^ again great work