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Living with a drunkRate this Poem
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My Prison - Agoraphobia |
Where did you go?
The screech of your brakes, scratch of metal against stone
The sound of a bottle smashing announces you are home
The stumbling, fumbling, searching for keys
The drunken chunnerings as you fall to your knees
Scrambling in the dirt looking for needle in haystack
Hunting for the metal in the deep pitch black
Like a lottery won you rejoice in finding your prize
I hold my breath, waiting for you to tumble inside
The click of the lock declares your arrival
My mode turns to that of self survival
You thud up the stairs like herd of wild boar
Tripping and staggering you curse the floor
Crawling into the bathroom for your own relief
I shudder and pull even tighter on the sheets
With the sound of the flush my skin starts to crawl
For I know you will soon stumble down the hall
The smell of musty ale drifts along the passage
You torrent nearer making sounds of a savage
As the light turns on I lie still as a corpse
For I know at this time what will be in your thoughts
You launch towards me with no care or thought
My tears tumble down as I feel I’ve been caught
Then you slip, in drunken stupor banging your head
I gasp and lie still, wonder if you are dead
Passed out on the floor your night finally ends
Relief and calm descend like welcome friends
I cover you over with a soft warm rug
Lying there so helpless I lose sight of the thug
What changed you from the man who was my partner and friend
This beast that overtook you, make drunkenness the trend
I lie back and whimper, try to get some rest
Say a prayer for tomorrow to be different, happy and blessed
| On October 30th 2007 TheDragonwitch Said : | |
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very insightfull for someone who has never been there but really deep and true. Seen too many good people surrender themselves to the mist. |
| On October 30th 2007 mydragonlord Said : | |
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hell this one gave me a lump in my throught, the last passage realy hit home. thank you |
| On August 16th 2007 Tiffiscool16 Said : | |
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You totally nailed every emotion and captured every detail of a drunk. Excellent job! |
| On August 3rd 2007 joabizz Said : | |
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I myself don't know what that is like either, but it sound horrific... |
| On August 2nd 2007 thatbluewoman Said : | |
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wow, even if you didn't have this experience before, it still sounds quite real |
| On July 31st 2007 Hollehmariee Said : | |
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thats an amazing poem, i can sort of relate, but its more about my dad, mazingly well written ~ I'M IN AWE!!! |
| On July 28th 2007 wannabetimthe1 Said : | |
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this is really expressive.......i love it |
| On July 15th 2007 tswieberg Said : | |
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This is an amazing poem, living with a drunk is completely unbearable. I have been there, my ex was a very abusive drunk and I almost lost my life to him. I think you have done a very good job capturing the feel of living with a drunk. Awesome job. |
| On July 15th 2007 ANNO22 Said : | |
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wow very intense and well written |
| On July 14th 2007 Jeremy062902 Said : | |
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Very good. I love how you captured the emotions of the woman. I felt as if I was experiencing thru her eyes. I loved the flow of it too. Wonderfully written! |
| On July 14th 2007 Javellef Said : | |
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You have captured the drunk very well in this poem. Your writing skills and knack for descriptive detail is amazing. |
| On July 14th 2007 ausjo Said : | |
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Jsut to clarify...this is not a situation I've been in, but just was thinking deeply about how terrible it would be. |


