The bitter aftertaste of alcohol,
Washes down my throat,
As I feel wetness stream down my face,
And I begin to choke.
So many emotions race through my brain,
As I order another shot of whisky,
Hoping to drink away the pain.Pain, this is the story I write.
Each fractured word burns,
And sanctifies my sight.
Etches badges earned,
On my heart its light.Why did you leave me,
So early and so soon?
You left me alone,
Crying under this blood-red moon.
Why were you so selfish,
To cast me away?
I wanted you to be here;
I wanted you to stay.I'm drunk on our memories,
Lost in the cold of the night.
Will come search for me?
Will you come be my light?I'm surrounded by darkness;
I'm drowning in my pain.
I want you by my side;
I want things to be the same.
You left me too soon,
A long distant memory.
Your disappearance altered,
My life's trajectory.
I wish I could have seen,
You one last time,
But you're too far gone,
And the fault wasn't mine.You left without a goodbye,
And I still held onto you.
Held on until my palms bled,
A red of darker hue.
Now, my head is underwater,
Yet I see you behind closed eyes,
But I know it's time to let go,
And be the savior of my cries.There are so many regrets,
So many things that I wanted to say,
I couldn't steel myself to tell you them,
As I watched you walk away.
You faded into the limelight,
A lost soul, an angel, my best friend.
I kept hoping that someday,
We might meet again.But my hopes were as lone as smoke,
As each night when I tried to forget,
You stung my brain,
With your cold absence,
And when I tried to speak,
To stand up,
I got nowhere further,
Than talking the ghost,
Of my own heart.So, I look towards liquor,
To drown out my sorrow and pain.
I feel tears course down my face,
As my lips whisper your name.
I thought that we'd make it through,
Always to the end.
But now you're long gone,
My precious friend.
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Afterthoughts
PoetryA collaborative collection of poems reflecting the inner workings of the human mind, challenges, musings, desires, and emotions. These poems contain some of the thoughts racing through our mind when we take a step back and reflect on ourselves. Som...