How Much Longer

A Poem by Marinabeana

I come over to check on you
Still in your day clothes
Sleeping on your leather couch
In a strange position
Making odd noises and snoring
Whiskey oozing from every pore
In your petite body
Alcohol flowing through your veins
Where your blood used to be
Your eyes closed
And your face pained
I wonder how much longer
I can watch this
How much longer
I have to see you suffer
How much longer
Before you’re not really there anymore
How much longer
Until I have to
Give up on you
Rip myself away
Before it eats me alive