Just One More Poem by Lauren Coles

Just One More

It could be hard to tell what kind of liquid is in your cup,
Kids don't know why they can't have grown up drinks when the clock strikes midnight,
You can't find happiness in a drink,
The house is crazy and you just need to get out of the house,
You don't have a destination in mind,
Christmas lights are like speak easys drawing people in,
People are checking your information at the door,
Lying about your age is a crime,
But some people don't care about drinking,
The drink is your friend,
It is like setting up the tv to play the same episode over and over again,
More and more times you go to the bar growing your addiction to it,
You won't remember what happened in the morning,
A hangover is nothing to write home about,
Life is about making hard choices don't make the wrong one because you can't take it back later.

Tuesday, November 26, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: addiction,christmas,crazy,house,kids
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