Often I think just how
nice it would be
to rid myself
of this addiction
that's destroying me.
To wake up and enjoy
the early morning sunshine
and not search for long
lost drops from last
nights bottle of wine.
Or to laugh and smile
in the blessed light of the day
instead of hiding in the dark
which blinds my way.
To live my life without daily despair,
oh to live a life without a care.
Yet the sad truth is I can only
contemplate change
after I have had a drink,
for that is when my mind
is steadied enough to think.
And so to contemplate a better life
I have to go on destroying me,
And that leaves me with
a taste of such bitter irony.
This poem really touched me. I can relate to it so much. I like the simple yet descriptive style you used here. Great work! -TGR
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You are already taking that step outside your negative thoughts by putting those thoughts down in writing. Poetry is catharsis for the soul. We all have our demons, but we try to help each other to cope. This is a wonderful site for bearing your soul. Great piece of writing. Linda