An Improvised Poem

[MorrowJ]

I haven't written poetry for a good while and at this same time haven't visited this website for a while, so I am compelled. The idea of this poem expresses how I was feeling two nights ago. Nothing more.

 

 

I find myself in the same familiar place

Drinking memories like wine

Drunk enough that I don't feel like moving

I stare down the glass and I sigh

The aftertaste is so bitter on my tongue

But it felt so good going down

That I'm not sure which I prefer more

Memories I continue to sip from the bottle

Every drop drained and still I suck

Yet so yearning, ate the glass

Every shard satisfying

I fall asleep

Pacified

[Hunny1607307342]

i love this, i can relate to it a lot.