Alex Arnot

The moonlight offers sympathy

As I stare at an empty street tonight.

Are you held up by a your drunken state?

Or the poison flowing through your veins?


The more I wait, the worse I fear

Until at last, your shape appears


And I watch you stumble home in the dark

In a toxic haze that numbs your pain.

So afraid

To tell me what does haunt your mind

And so this sad scene plagues my eyes.

Until your world's no longer blue,

Your boogeyman still waits for you.

A somber veil he watches through.


Until a sober mind you keep

Our nightmares will not ever cease.

In darkest dreams I wish you peace.







  • Author: Alex Arnot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 3rd, 2019 16:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: While this is only loosely based on my own experiences, I've known people who've dealt with loved ones' drug and/or alcohol addiction. I wanted to try to write this from their point of view.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 57
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