Friday Night Celebration

She stopped with her coworkers at the local pub.  She had a celebratory drink as the big project at work was finished and after all this was Friday, the start of a weekend.  Her partner on this project bought everyone a shot of tequila and the team slammed them down.  This was one of the secretary’s birthday too, so she ordered shots for everyone too.  Before she finished her margarita to head home, someone placed another shot of tequila in her hand and she downed it in no time.

Now she was getting ready to leave and one of the staff members asked if she needed a ride home.  “No, I’ve got my car and it is just about 10 blocks away.”  Her partner watched her swerve a little as she walked and came up behind her taking the keys out of her hand.  “You’re not driving any where tonight.  I can just see the serious repercussions of you getting behind the wheel after all those shots… so many things could happen, and I would rather not visit you in either jail or the hospital.”

She stumbled again and turned around saying, “You are right, I am a little tipsy.  Maybe I can order an Uber if I can just find my phone.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – repercussions

Unmanageable

I do not condone his behavior

I’m sorry but I have no control either

If I did it would stop

He would not drink until he passed out

He would not disconnect from our family

He would not avoid food

He would not sleep long hours

He would not ignore the doctors

He would not slowly take his own life

With every drop he swallows

Leaving our lives seemingly unmanageable

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – condone

The End Is Near

Late at night, almost 3 am
I step out on the balcony
Looking over the parking lot
Your car is still not there
You said you’re working late
But we both know that’s not true
You have closed down the bar
I fear you are in an accident
Or by the side of the road with the police
This has to stop
And I know in my heart it probably will
With a last breath taken
After another bottle is emptied
And the poison has its way

 

Written For Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – balcony

Merry-Go-Round (FOWC)

I will not placate you
I will not ease your troubles
I will not set you free of anger
Because I no longer ride
That never-ending merry-go-round
Your life is your own
I will no longer be a part of it
My focus is on me and my life
I will no longer be your puppet
You and her will be happy together
Until she drains you dry
As you slowly drain her
Drink by drink

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – placate

Behind The Masks

They give the illusion

Of a happy couple

But hidden deep

Is a secret

 

The masks they wear

Make things look perfect

But the truth is

Something darker

 

An addiction to the bottle

And the need to hide it

He is a slave to alcohol

And she tries to keep it hidden

 

He drinks to drowned his worries

She worries about his health

He misses so much of life

She is missing peace and calm

 

Together they play their roles

In this tragedy of life

He the alcoholic

She the co-dependant

 

Will they ever find happiness

Will life ever be normal

He must fight for his own life

She must focus on herself for a change

 

Life with alcoholism is an illustion

Seeing only what you are allowed to

He the “life of the party”

She the “happy housewife”

Automatically In The Past

It’s an automatic response;

I hear the slurred words,

I smell the alcohol on your breath

And I instantly tense.

 

I remember those nights;

He stumbled down the stairs,

Breaking the window

And I am instantly afraid.

 

I know you’re not him;

He drank more,

He lost control

And I should not compare you to him.

 

But it’s an automatic response;

You drink,

I remember

And the hurt begins again.

Day 74 – 100 Days of Happiness

This week started off really bad… I lost the diamond ring my boyfriend got me a couple of years ago and I was in a car accident – no injuries, but a very dented door from the lady who backed into me in the parking lot.  I was without my regular doctors visit to see my therapist because of the holiday.  Just really a week to run and hide.

Tonight was a bright spot however.  Although I was sure the ring was either lost in the works of the recliner I sit in or lost forever, tonight as I did the laundry I heard a clink on the floor outside of the dryer.  It was my ring!  I am guessing I either dropped it in the laundry Sunday night or it was caught in the clothes I had on.  No matter what happened to it, I am very glad I found it.  Maybe this is the start of a turning point for good?  I sure hope so.  I know tomorrow is gonna be good… so excited to tell you about it tomorrow as I am sure it will be the highlight of happiness for the day!