Sobriety

It hurts me what she said

We can never be together, I said it’s fine

There are people all around.

Like a stone in the bottom of a river

It hits me every time

Taking parts of my soul

A minute a time.

 

I was never absolutely happy

But at least I tried

To enjoy the moments

Put grief aside.

But not lately ... not after knowing her

No longer I feel that young, or even care

 

All the friends who cared

All the words I heard

Means nothing … only sounds

Even family meetings that I skip

Hiding away like an addict  

Although I’m all against drugs

 

Even my mind, doesn’t seem to be mine

Home is a prison

That I lately enjoy and like

 

No picture of life adventure

No music to play loud

Just dull days

The ones I used to fight

And sleeplessness of the night

 

My friends … well, they call

I run away or stall

Not that I hate them

But I’m bored of same old same

No longer I feel like a part of the game

 

So I take it out to the road

Sadness and feeling bored

Just to get through the day

Wash it all away

 

I listen to the wind’s sound

As I drive all around

Searching for something new

Something I never knew

 

I stop to the traffic light

Hope for a kick by starting a fight

I can’t remember when last I bled

Just a sound at the back of my head

 

Perhaps it’s time to go mime

For me to give it up

Changing life and living free

Bury myself in an office

Waiting for my salary

Laugh at silly jokes  

And be calm

Calm as dead

 

Perhaps I already did

Made another world

To escape her fraud

To avoid every detail that reminds me of her

Even if it was air

 

That’s why I now smoke

Breathe poison until I chock

Fake amnesia just to let go

I steep too low

 

I guess now my friend

We have came to an end

Where I suddenly stop nagging about things that are never mine

Just act as if nothing happened, as if it’s all perfectly fine

And never talk about it again

Not even if I was in pain

 

I imagine you telling me “it’s water under the bridge”

Then take a breath from a cigarette and stain its white edge

Sipping coffee from a glass, perfectly sober

Not a talk of a drunken man

Still you wish it’s over.

 

Reviews

[lark1311]

I guess anyone who's loved and lost will relate to this. Great write. it really invoked a lot of emotion.

[Calypso]

Crazy. So full of emotion and power

[Ruth]

Trials of life never seem real, this is well written love and made me feel many emotions xx

[Cherrie Palmer]

..Fake amnesia just to let go..Now that’s the pain of living, captured on paper.
great job

[Coyote Poetry]

A strong story in this poem. Life allow us to make many decisions. I like the strong and honest words in this poem.
"Perhaps it’s time to go mime
For me to give it up
Changing life and living free"
Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote