The Aftermath

Ever since you left me,

Alcohol has become my best friend;

My security blanket now that your arms aren’t wrapped around me.

I replaced the sweet taste of your lips for the bitter taste of whiskey

And it’s a load of crap that drinking makes you forget everything

Because I still recall the look in your eyes when you went to kiss me, every time I lift the bottle to my mouth.

I miss the way your hand felt clasped in mine, and I wish that I could turn this bottle into your hand right now.

I remember the night of our wedding reception, when I had had too much to drink

And when we got back home, I was sick all over our Persian rug, but you just laughed and said “it’s a good job I love you, darling.”

I wish I could live that moment every day, because at least then I would be drunk and happy.

But most of all, I remember the moment I found you dead in the bedroom;

An empty bottle of Moonshine lying beside you…

I always did follow in your footsteps.

Reviews

[FlatLineBeauty]

All I can say is wow. Alcohol there is so much to say about it. Like the fact that it brings out the raw honest emotions we hide. At the end.... succumbing to drinking the way your darling did in the end... It is like you were drinking to feel closer to your love. xo Winter

[annabellee]

Wow I really didn't see this one coming...
Great write :)

[Simon Welsh]

Ah, but alcohol is a cruel mistress. Love this.

[Vidya Bacchus]

great poem as usual you get to the heart of the matter.The ending did catch me by surprise,i guess as you intended .lol

[MsJewel]

Wow...the twist at the end took me by surprise. Great writing here.
:) Julie

[Kaylee Olson]

Amazing piece.. You will get through it. Stay strong:)

[Laura Harrison]

this poem isn't actually about me haha :)

[Kaylee Olson]

Oh my bad lol