Toxic

EmTucker

Some people call the taste toxic

However I call it relief,

The feeling as that intoxicated liquid rushes down my throat.

 

Even if it is only for a little while

Just the feeling of my body and emotions getting overpowered with numbness 

Is just pure and reassuring 

Almost as if it is telling me "don't worry"

"Just worry about your problems later"

Or "have a drunken cry"

 

I was never able to chug you know

But now I can gush it down my throat like it is the most refreshing water

It shocks and worries me really

My liver screaming in agony for me to stop

At least just for one day

But hey

I guess that it just what I get for my obsession with the toxic madness.

  • Author: EmTucker (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 27th, 2018 07:58
  • Comment from author about the poem: A poem I have decided to publish from one of many intoxicated nights.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 23
  • User favorite of this poem: Syd.
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Comments3

  • Lorna

    But you'll get early wrinkles...........

    • EmTucker

      That's life

    • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

      sometimes we do things which are bad for us, and at the time that is our only way of being able to cope .. even tho it is bad for us, it brings us some type of relief but we always feel guilty because we know its wrong , and yet we still do it . a well expressed and truthful piece of writing em x

      • EmTucker

        I couldn't agree more! & thank you very much 🙂 x

      • Syd

        Unfortunately I can relate to this poem all too well. Great write Em.

        - Syd

        • EmTucker

          Bless that you can relate, that is unfortunate but hopefully we will both be able to overcome this! & thank you 🙂 x



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