The Final Drink

He has become unhinged

After another all-night binge

He is consumed by the fire

Of alcohol’s desire

Yet wait for a while

He has now lost his smile

He will weep in the night

Over his current plight

He cannot control it

The pain has hit

Next his breath will slow

And he will somehow know

His life is not his to own

The sickness has grown

And it will take him tonight

His family seeing the light

That went out in him

The night turns grim

Sleep dear loved one

The pain is now done

 

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

Words Like A Knife

I sit here quietly

While you talk

I feel like a school girl

Sent to the principal’s office

You inflict your pain

A word at a time

Warping my mind

Making me feel worthless

I did this wrong

I did that wrong

I am the reason

For everything bad

But I won’t hear it anymore

I stand up and move to the door

And hold it open

For you to leave

 

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

Dull and Dreary

She used to shine

She used to laugh

Now she barely glimmers

She has a vapid existence

Lost and alone in the shadows

Afraid to live

Afraid any joy

Will be taken away

Like it has been in the past

She is just too tired

And in too much pain

To try again

And so she sits and waits

For it all to end

 

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

Still

I take a deep breath

And think of the past

There was pain I endured

For year after year

But now that threat

Is gone from my life

And I face tomorrow

With renewed hope

But there is still

A wistfulness there

For there are days

That still shine through

With true happiness

And for those days

I still deeply mourn

 

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

Never Healing

The feeling is the same –

My heart has been ripped out.

I didn’t think I would ever again

Feel a duplicate hurt like that.

It had been different every other time

Coworkers, friends, family…

But I grew closer to him

Right towards the end.

And I did NOT want him to go!

The pain of losing your parents

Is like no other.

9 years now she has been gone

And almost 8 months now for him.

And I still want to talk to them

Every single day,

And it rips that wound back open.

 

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

No Sound But My Tears

My reserve energy is spent

I want to curl up in a ball

To ignore the deep pain

Shut out the world

And settle into my loneliness

Because no one notices anyway

And I’m so tired of being used

So goodbye for the rest of the day

I locked myself inside of

The consuming solitude

 

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

Another Painful Night

He repeated the words, ”I didn’t have anything.”

She wanted to lie down and writhe in pain, his words stung so bad.  She could see his pupils were dilated, his speech was once again slurred, and she could smell the alcohol across the room.  Did he take her as a complete fool who was blind?  She took a deep breath and said, “I know you’re lying but to talk to you about it now would be pointless.  You might as well go to sleep.”

He let out a sigh but didn’t say a word and got up and went upstairs.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word challenge (FOWC) – writhe