Just one more drink.

Just one more drink

Then I'll be fine

Sinking deeper into my own personal hell

Be it whiskey or wine.

This flood of empty glasses

Are causing me to think

Is this how it all starts?

Or am I already at the brink?

A lonely bar

Brings a lonely mind

A bottomless glass

Such a murderous find.

As I consume a dark night

A blurred vision takes over my sight

People surround me but they slowly fade to black

I lay in my own blood from my blind attack.

Reviews

[Frank]

'Such a murderous find' I thought that line was the best in the work. You deal with addiction in alcoholism well, you explain the negatives to life, the false promise, the lie and include that one word murderous... and it is and it makes men into murderers.

There was an Irish comedian years ago, I think his name was Alun, he made mockery of drinks and drink, but the truth is it is a murderous business.

Well done.

[Jamie]

Thank you Frank :)

[Ashley Rachelle]

I loved this poem. It was great, really detailed and something I would like to read more of. Great job!

[Jamie]

Thank you Ashley :)

[Lizardo]

Oh this poem is kind of sad but really good at the same time
''Just one more drink, Then I'll be fine''
An adicction to maybe alcohol or something else saying that
One time wont do nothing but you'll just submerge yourself in hell more as you said in the poem.
Beautiful work

[Jamie]

Thank you!