last night.A Poem by brianna vega
i got wasted last night
filled with guilt i kept drinking one shot two shot three i sat there lied to myself kept saying that it would be the last one four shot five shot six i sat there trying to decieve everyone im not even buzzed yet but they knew better seventh shot eigth shot nine i couldnt even stand straight sway sway sway and thats when my mother came home looked me in the face and knew yelling screaming scolding dragged me to her room we fought exchange of heated words yelling screaming scolding she had me call my rehab therapist i should have called him before the relapse sway sway sway i hung up we fought again she didnt want to let me leave the room exchange of heated words i fled left the house no phone sway sway sway one in the morning drunker than a sailor angry crying sad walking through dark twisted streets mind hazy confused it took me three hours to find my friends house i walked in and jake was asleep on the couch chelse led me to her room i asked to shower sway sway sway the cold water cooled me down washed away my tears i came out saw chelse there and i fell into her arms. © 2010 brianna vega |
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2 Reviews Added on August 16, 2010 Last Updated on August 16, 2010 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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