My Drunken Mind

My drunken mind,
Is not feeling kind,
Sometimes it is, but not tonight,
For I know I'm not a pretty site,
Messed up hair and my old make up,
I debate with myself and grab another cup,
My head feels confused, I know this is not me,
Are my eyes being foolish? Because this is what I see,
I wish I was prettier,
For you, at least more than her,
Maybe then I wouldn't feel this way,
You ask me why I'm still upset,
But I just don't know what to say,
It's not like I like this feeling,
It's consumed me and all the space in my room
Up to my ceiling

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like honest and direct poetry. This poem is. I like the places and the questions brought to life by this poem. The drunken mind can be a dangerous one. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[soliloquy]

I like it. It comes together nicely.

[Bob Sherunkle]

This is excellent.Very well conveyed

[Yours Truly]

Thank you for your review

[zainul]

You have expressed your helplessness perfectly while comparing your beauty with another girl.
The best way would be to get empowered with virtues and education that will compel the man to be attracted to you leaving scores of worthless skin-deep beauties.

[Yours Truly]

Thank you for your kind words and advice

[zainul]

You are most welcome.
I appreciate your positive attitude.
This enables a person to fight for a good cause.
I hope you will win in the long run.

[Emrick]

Sad.
You should work on your self esteem.Once you feel less beautiful than other girls,then you are never going to be beautiful on your eyes again.The truth is we are all beautiful.Some people like cats other like dogs,some hate cats and some hate dogs.They love them and hate them not because of their looks but how they are attracted to them. Our hearts and blood are like a magnet.And they are the ones which do all the attraction.

[Wolfwind]

A powerful purging of emotions. All I can say to this is that men who judge a woman only upon their outer shell, are not men at all and a complete waste of time. Thus, take the alcohol of pain that is filling the room, turn it into jello shots and sell it off, so you can turn a profit on the guys blind vision.
Thank you for sharing your ink! =)

Aaron - Wolfwind