Poems About Alcohol Published by Members Recently Online
#alcohol
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 10:15pm
15th Oct 2020 10:15pm
There Are No Bridges to Disconnect
"Let me guess. You want to know why I tried to kill myself.
You want to know how I survived. Why I disappeared. Where I've been all this time. But first, why I tried to kill myself, right?
It's OK. People do. They measure themselves against me. It's like this line is drawn somewhere in the world and if you never cross it, you'll never consider throwing yourself off a building or swallowing a bottle of pills - but if you do, you might.
People figure I crossed the line. They ask themselves, "Could I ever get as close as he did?"
...
You want to know how I survived. Why I disappeared. Where I've been all this time. But first, why I tried to kill myself, right?
It's OK. People do. They measure themselves against me. It's like this line is drawn somewhere in the world and if you never cross it, you'll never consider throwing yourself off a building or swallowing a bottle of pills - but if you do, you might.
People figure I crossed the line. They ask themselves, "Could I ever get as close as he did?"
...
#depression
#hope
#alcohol
#drugs
#LifeChangingMoment
730 reads
4 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 10:15pm
15th Oct 2020 10:15pm
There Are No Bridges to Disconnect
"Let me guess. You want to know why I tried to kill myself.
You want to know how I survived. Why I disappeared. Where I've been all this time. But first, why I tried to kill myself, right?
It's OK. People do. They measure themselves against me. It's like this line is drawn somewhere in the world and if you never cross it, you'll never consider throwing yourself off a building or swallowing a bottle of pills - but if you do, you might.
People figure I crossed the line. They ask themselves, "Could I ever get as close as he did?"
...
You want to know how I survived. Why I disappeared. Where I've been all this time. But first, why I tried to kill myself, right?
It's OK. People do. They measure themselves against me. It's like this line is drawn somewhere in the world and if you never cross it, you'll never consider throwing yourself off a building or swallowing a bottle of pills - but if you do, you might.
People figure I crossed the line. They ask themselves, "Could I ever get as close as he did?"
...
#depression
#hope
#alcohol
#drugs
#LifeChangingMoment
730 reads
4 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 10:15pm
15th Oct 2020 10:15pm
There Are No Bridges to Disconnect
"Let me guess. You want to know why I tried to kill myself.
You want to know how I survived. Why I disappeared. Where I've been all this time. But first, why I tried to kill myself, right?
It's OK. People do. They measure themselves against me. It's like this line is drawn somewhere in the world and if you never cross it, you'll never consider throwing yourself off a building or swallowing a bottle of pills - but if you do, you might.
People figure I crossed the line. They ask themselves, "Could I ever get as close as he did?"
...
You want to know how I survived. Why I disappeared. Where I've been all this time. But first, why I tried to kill myself, right?
It's OK. People do. They measure themselves against me. It's like this line is drawn somewhere in the world and if you never cross it, you'll never consider throwing yourself off a building or swallowing a bottle of pills - but if you do, you might.
People figure I crossed the line. They ask themselves, "Could I ever get as close as he did?"
...
#depression
#hope
#alcohol
#drugs
#LifeChangingMoment
730 reads
4 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
Damaged Goods
her body language said it all
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
#regret
#breakup
#alcohol
#honesty
#nonfiction
447 reads
6 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
Damaged Goods
her body language said it all
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
#regret
#breakup
#alcohol
#honesty
#nonfiction
447 reads
6 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
Damaged Goods
her body language said it all
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
#regret
#breakup
#alcohol
#honesty
#nonfiction
447 reads
6 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
Damaged Goods
her body language said it all
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
#regret
#breakup
#alcohol
#honesty
#nonfiction
447 reads
6 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
Damaged Goods
her body language said it all
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of...
#regret
#breakup
#alcohol
#honesty
#nonfiction
447 reads
6 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
We were both married so screwing was a no go ..
That lasted about 2 drinks
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
#alcohol
#PopCulture
#risk
#temptation
#ThrillSeeking
209 reads
26 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
We were both married so screwing was a no go ..
That lasted about 2 drinks
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
#alcohol
#PopCulture
#risk
#temptation
#ThrillSeeking
209 reads
26 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
We were both married so screwing was a no go ..
That lasted about 2 drinks
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
#alcohol
#PopCulture
#risk
#temptation
#ThrillSeeking
209 reads
26 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
15th Nov 2024 6:42pm
We were both married so screwing was a no go ..
That lasted about 2 drinks
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
Then innocence took a back seat
City Life is a meat grinder
You can tenderize and flame
Some like her well done
I took her medium with luscious pink
Bukowski was at the table in the corner
Hunter S. Thompson too
Wasted in the smokey dark heat
Comparing poetry and fright
I was at home with Sha Sha
Lou Reed stopped by to say hello
She didn't say much
Her English was a vacancy
We communicated in shy glances
Touched each other in places...
#alcohol
#PopCulture
#risk
#temptation
#ThrillSeeking
209 reads
26 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Alcohol Published by Members Recently Online
