preston trip


Being Sober - Poem by preston trip

late that night as i was laying in bed around 9 looking into her hazel eyes
she spoke of a word that brought tears to my way of thinking
she spoke of strong alcohol and good weed

these words meaning what you might ask?



i hate reality

....i hate being sober..



listing close to what she was saying my eyes watered up


asking myself what are these words I'm hearing
they sounded like some one i knew these words were of my own




sitting here hating myself for what I've done creating
what could not be undone losing something that close

to my own doing...........


who knew that it would be my undoing

she lays there looking my way with words that turn me inside out





unfolding right in front of me these words in front of me what i thought was
long gone



' i hate being sober.........'




these words made a long history of misfortune run through my head
the thoughts and the screams i remember waking up wanting to be dead

the unavailing tears of the fear i had in my heart knowing not where to start
or even how to scream this room in my heart i stayed in for years and



and yet the fear of effecting those is what i wanted



but in the ears of the one i loved most was just striped from me i feel these

words run down my spine killing every thought


remaining motionless these words run through my heart as well

as my mind i felt something so big take over this feeli9ng i had felt before

it was that something i thought i had control of
just like from before.........




i felt as if a year of my life was just taken away from me these beautiful eyes







i hate reality.....
you want thAT line...........

where am i..... who are these people......

i NeVer want this to end...........................................






will stay with me hoping to hold on
kissing her soft lips how could i have done this


Comments about Being Sober by preston trip

  • (2/10/2010 8:34:00 AM)


    fits me well.......its a good poem like amazin (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 11, 2010


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