Dear Mr DanielsA Poem by JennyThis ones about alcoholism, the damage it does to relationships and the aftermath of this sort of thing.Dear Mr Daniels I'm sorry about this. I am. I know this must feel kind of public if you see it. But I need this place to get things off my chest. Plus if it's here in the open I hope that it might help you in someway. I told you I never did those, Second chances. I told you it makes people weak, door mats, a push over. I had never been any of those things and I didn't want to be any of those things either. But you made me feel like all of those things, You drank your second chance away, In a love affair, with a man, Named Mr. Jack Daniels. I guess his taste must have been much sweeter than mine, If any good ever came of this, I hope that every morning you wake up without me, You taste his bitter sweet, stale, sour breath on your tongue. As a cruel reminder of how I sucked you dry, & even though I'm damaged for now, I hope this makes you stop, Forever. I know you must think, I'm feeling smug about this, Knowing that I'm right, & that I proved my point. But I'm not, I'm really not, Not even a little, I feel sad. I realise how unpoetic that statement looks, There's a million other better words I could have used, But when you feel deep sadness, You don't think about the big words. Like forlorn and despondent, Sad has an emptiness, A simplicity, Sometimes sad is all you can muster. I'm sad because you think 40 units is more important than me, I'm sad because to you I was worth less than £22 When I invested so highly, In you. I'm sad because every time I kiss someone, Who drinks Jack Daniels, All I can taste is disappointment and all I feel is a dull ache, & then I gag and want so badly to cry. So as much as I'm sad for now, I know I won't always will be, And despite everything, I wish you all the best I guess. I hope you find happiness somewhere, That isn't at the bottom of a bottle, And as we used to say; Curiosity killed the cat, But satisfaction brought her back.
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Added on February 13, 2014 Last Updated on February 18, 2014 Tags: Alcoholism, alcoholics, sadness, disappointment, anger AuthorJennyEdinburgh, United KingdomAboutI'm Jenny. I like to write even though I don't do it so often anymore. Music is everything to me, I'm not sure I would be of much worth without it. I love to sing and song write and play piano. So.. more..Writing
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