AmbrosiaA Poem by VerinMy head spins and the image blurs Once loved features fade and smudge Till all that’s left is an empty portrait I reach out for my medicine The bottle is cool to my touch Inside I’ll find my smile and hopefully amnesia It’s all that keeps me going now I tilt my head back, barely keeping my balance Cooling flames spill down my throat Flooding my being they drown my heart The broken pieces sink to the bottom Like the little flecks of gold in my drink It’s all I can do to quell the pain Every drop soothes me a little more I can feel the healing touch with every sip So I continue to quench anger and injury with ambrosia The faces around me are blurring too But the bottles empty now Barely keeping my feet I reach out to steady myself I listen to first the clink and then the crash For a moment I’m back in that time and place When all I cared about vanished as easily as sobriety All I love falls through my fingers, now, as it did then On the floor it shatters Little shards of glass fleck the carpet and sparkle Like the gems around her neck used to Memories weigh me down, heavy as lead I know I’m slipping, unable to stand under the weight I feel the bliss of oblivion rushing to meet me For a moment I wish to fight it But with open arms darkness carries me to the ground It’s all that welcomes me home now The only thing that comes to mind as I fall Is the one thing I’ve learned, Hearts shatter as easy as glass bottles When emptied of their joy.
© 2012 Verin |
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