Raised GlassA Poem by Poetic BeautyReflection of the past. "aching heart and alcohol strength" These moments are gone.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 BeautyAuthor's Note
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35 Reviews Added on March 8, 2011 Last Updated on March 9, 2011 AuthorPoetic Beautycorn country, ILAboutFirst off I'm on here to post my writing to have an outlet for my emotions. You will find a variety of poems. If you like take a moment and stroll through this poets mind. Secondly be kind to each .. more..Writing
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