Friend Or Foe? Poem by GHOST WRITER

Another drink to numb to the pain
Fill the empty void inside.
The bottle my comfort
Seeking answers at the end.
No answers there
Let’s try another
Maybe this one knows it all
Drifting into slumber
Thoughts become more to bear
Heightening the pain
Increasing sadness....
Another glass
It’s my best friend.
Now tears set in
I can feel my heart breaking
Memories flood in
And the bottle becomes my nightmare
Reminding me of sadness
Times passed
Instead of washing it all away
How much more will it take
To hide it all away?

May 2009