Here is my newest poem about my addiction and drinking. Hope you enjoy it.
The Darkness
The clouds were gray and cold
When the girl came in from the
Darkness and falling rain.
She pushed her hair from her face
And wiped away the raindrops below her eyes
With a killer smile, she ordered
'Vodka water, hold the water.'
She took a gulp, slammed her glass
No grimace, not a rookie
Another and another ordered
Slammed down.
She finished her eight
With a beautiful giggle
Voice full of life, saying
'I can't believe I came in crying'
Mood clearly changed.
She looked at me with red rimmed blues
And suddenly understanding came
Sparkling clarity, in dead eyes
Those raindrops were tears
Falling in the dark off her pretty face.
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