Raised Glass

Raised Glass

A Poem by Poetic Beauty
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Reflection of the past. "aching heart and alcohol strength" These moments are gone.

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I raise this shot glass in toast to you

Wishing  you well only the best

Now that we are done completely through

 

Letting the liquid slid down my throat

With crimson teary eyes I blink

Leaving I grab my black leather coat

 

May this new life be kind, treat you well

Walking away I smile on this day

As my heart begins to beat and swell

 

Before I saunter out the back door

Turning around I walk to the bar

Bartender give me just one more

 

I quickly slam it down like a pro

Enjoying the alcohol burn

But my going becomes way too slow

 

Mister Daniels is calling my name

The smell lingers invading my nose

Now I know I should never have came

 

 

I stand up proud ready to leave

As devilish thoughts swirl in a blur

Heart sinking as it begins to grieve

 

Oh hell just give me another

Make it strong give me a double

For this ache is a real mother…

 

Strength I find in whiskey delight

The anger pulls me together

With the pain gone, I’m ready to fight.

© 2011 Poetic Beauty


Author's Note

Poetic Beauty
This isn't about alcoholism it is about drinking to forget someone and it only makes it worse. I only did it once on my 29th birthday and it only made things worse.

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It is a temporary relief from the pain as it skews our mind enough to not care as much but when the effects are gone we are still left with those same feelings and Jack Daniels is no longer calling our names. Somehow just one more always seems to help in the moment. I like this write painful but a ring of truth to it. Great write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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booze does this to people..makes one forget the pain..this one comes comes from the heart..lovely !

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I had my good and bad day with Jack Daniels. He always won. A very good poem. I believe we need to raise hell or we may forget we are still alive. A fun poem to read. One day I will roam back to my favorite bench where Hemingway sat on the coastline. Drink to him and to life. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It is a temporary relief from the pain as it skews our mind enough to not care as much but when the effects are gone we are still left with those same feelings and Jack Daniels is no longer calling our names. Somehow just one more always seems to help in the moment. I like this write painful but a ring of truth to it. Great write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Just one more for the road..........addictions are so hard to break........well versed and spread out for your readers to enjoy and take in :O)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

great build up, in intensity and emotion ,with each stanza . the last stanza -valiant

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Poetic Beauty
Poetic Beauty

corn country, IL



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