Wine.
The exhilaration it gives at just a glance
A sip for courage
Two sips for satisfaction
Yet still feels lacking...
Third sip... Fourth sip...
Endless refills...
A glass of expensive wine.
Sips of addiction
More and more bottles of expensive wine
Gulps of over indulgence
Yet still feels inadequate
A glass of red wine.
Many gulps to drown out the sorrows
For the head to be giddy and light
To finally head off to slumber land
For the mind to be drowsy
To escape the harsh reality
And not feel hollow
Glass.
Spend a night vomiting
Spend days regretting
Yet when the darkness arrives
The vicious cycle repeats
An unstoppable addiction it is.
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Author:
zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Yes, indeed! Alcohol is a vicious habit to break! But please drop the bottle when it gets out of hand! I need more of your poetry! ðŸ˜ðŸ˜‰
thank you for your kind words. I think my poem talks about addiction in general. I find them the same feeling.
A case study in will power
That I lack off but will get there slowly
Your profile states you are 16..... I was much older when I made that discovery.....
well I am going to be 17 this year
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