Poem #380

The way this liquid smashes around  
in the bottle as I play around with it 
makes me remember the waves crashing against 
the shore back in the day when everything  
was easier than I thought it was. 

The ways in which I ran away from everything 
are catching up with me now. 
I couldn’t hold on to anything or anyone 
and now I can’t even hold my liquor down. 

I stopped reminiscing about the sea 
when the bottom of the bottle came very close to me.  
My soul is in my throat, I lost all control. 
Where do I go from here? 

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2 thoughts on “Poem #380

  1. Very well written! Bravo 👏🏻

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