What is the point of getting drunk
Like it doesn't make sense to me
Why drink to the point you stumble
Why drink to the point you can't speak
Sentences half formed as the words sluggishly leave the lips laced seamlessly with the poison of alcohol,
smell of alcohol hugs tightly it seeming as though the words were being choked,
your message diluted in slurs and repetition.
The burning sensation as is slivers down the windpipe
The heat radiating through the chest dispersing to all corners of the body
This feeling is meant to feel good
This feeling is meant to be addictive
This feeling is meant to be the reason people drink?
Or is the reason people drink is the effect
It causes you to forget slipping in and out of consciousness,
Memories half baked turning minutes to hours and hours to seconds,
Momentary flashes of event passed with no sense of order that must be pieced together the morning after
They drink to escape.
"I don't drink" is what I want to tell you
That me being able to distill, filter and brew on this topic lead to some sort of realisation.
That I don't conform to peer pressure or give in as I too fear of missing out.
So as I continue to live I also become addicted to society’s legal poison.
What’s your reason to drink?
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KofiKrafts (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is my first poem I really appreciate that you took the time to read this and can take something from it. \r\nI also want to grow as a aspiring poet so any advice or insight would be amazing
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Comments6
It is a slippery slope, indeed! Very well written. Welcome to this mostly friendly site.
Possibly just Relationship in the title, or Relationships.
Thank you again I clearly have a lot to learn and so far this site has been great and the people on here have been super helpfully
Ohh thanks didn’t realise the title was wrong hope you found a new perspective
Do hit reply instead of comment, I’ve done it many times. The title is not wrong, only what you think it should be, no worries.
I’ve struggled with many vices and this one was at the right time and place. Please continue write what you feel here. This is a great site!
Your poem is brilliantly honest and, if you don't drink, I envy you. Not that I am out of control or any thing (says everyone ever...LOL), but if I could go back and NEVER try that vice...along with tobacco...I would! Ignorance sometimes is TRULY bliss! LOL! Again, a brilliant poem that hit me where it counts! Thank you!
I’m still pretty young so just started going out and seeing the environment around me when it’s comes to alcohol and was struggling myself to understand it and the reason I feel the need to drink too. Also I’m really glad you was able to connect with my words and thanks for the advice and being open about your life.
to contemplate reasoning
ahead of causality
misses that most essential of points
that, so many
carry out the same activities
of an addict, without
getting addicted or abusing themselves
by over indulging..
to begin with, did you know
in the usa
some drugs were legal, before
during and after
the constitution's were written
and alcohol, was regarded as the most dangerous
drug...
centuries later, and its alcohol
that's promoted, legal and accepted
as a cultural mainstay..
where as those, less addictive and lethal drugs
have become illegal...
this, is at the core
of modernity's warped relationship
with alcohol..
above all else, its now become
a method of control:
a one cup solution to all our problems
in life..
had a bad day: Drink
had a good day: Drink
at a funeral, gotta Drink to get through it
at a wedding, gotta Drink to get through it...
some, drink a cup
sip it gently, like the poison it is..
other's
funnel it down, to reach that escape they think
they so need..
(forgive me
but your topic is too important
and my overzealous nature
couldn't just ignore it
and the insidious reasons
as to why
its a pandemic problem
in our world, that's claimed
a thousand times
the most ambitious death figures
for covid, and yet
at your local corner shop
there it waits, a glistening shiny bottle
waiting to claim its next victim...)
a great write, an important write!
thanks for sharing
I’m actually surprised that my poem was able to invoke your response and feeling to the topic. You also gave my a new lenses to look at the topic. I hope I will continue to inspire other to talk about it too.
Love the rawness of this. Like others have said- the honesty is refreshing.
Alcohol is a demon I fight a little more than I ever planned, a good poem! I don't get why people drink, yet I find every excuse to. So maybe I do get it. keep writing 🙂
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