I was drunk on
him.
I drank every
bit of him
until the straw
became dry
and his love for
me ran out.
I was wasted on
all his words
and the promises
he made.
I was
intoxicated with his body
and how it mixed
with my own.
He had me under
the influence.
I was under his influence.
I was so drunk
that I didn’t notice
and so drunk
that I didn’t know who I was.
I didn’t
remember a lot of things.
It was when he
broke my heart
that I became
hung over.
I had a headache
from his words
and the conversations
that I played
over and over
made me dizzy.
I threw up every
promise
and cried for
the person
that had made me
feel loved.
I slept for a
long time.
And when I woke
up,
I found out who
I was.
It was then it
all felt like a dream.
I was no longer dazed
and drunk.
I was finally
seeing clear.
*Published in the 2014 edition of Emporia State University's Quivira
Sparkle&Shine.
Rachel
@theglitterylife
I really love this poem. I appreciate the tone because it makes me think of a confession that someone might say at an AA meeting or to a close friend when they've realized they've hit rock bottom. My favorite line is "I was so drunk that I didn’t notice / and so drunk that I didn’t know who I was" this is a feeling that is so relatable and I like how it has a double meaning (physically drunk or emotionally drunk). Excellent poem!
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