Elizabeth Russell

The Drunk - Poem by Elizabeth Russell

I wasn’t always a drunk
Once I was a child - a little girl
Who wanted love
Which she found - in a bottle
At first it had been fun
There were friends and laughter
She felt complete, unbroken for the first time
But it stole something I couldn’t afford to lose
It took my sanity – for awhile
It took over my life – and my child
Withered and died
I can’t get her back
I’ve tried
But I was a drunk
The kind that drinks in the morning
And falls asleep with a glass in her hand
That spills
Red liquid onto the floor
Who laughs too loud
In a crowd
And doesn’t know
She’s not the centre of attention because she’s fun

Comments about The Drunk by Elizabeth Russell

  • (2/7/2006 8:33:00 AM)

    What a wonderful description of the feelings one goes through in a life like this. Both my parents were alcoholics so i can really relate to this. Your poems are wonderful. Gypsy has recommended them and I am so glad she did! I will read more from you later. Sincerely, mary (Report) Reply

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  • (4/23/2005 5:00:00 AM)


    I found this very sad and yet again you have captured the emotions perfectly. So far, it appears only Peter and I have been lucky enough to meet you. You really must have more exposure.

    Kind regards
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  • (4/20/2005 3:48:00 PM)

    This is a very memorable, even unforgettable poem that shows great insight. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 20, 2005

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