MY RELATIONSHIP WITH ALCOHOL

The beautiful lady.

I spot.

But not in return.

I have no confidence to assert myself,

And walk over to make conversation.

Instead i walk home..

The loneliest place in town.

To do the same old.

Sweep & mop and clean.

Sit watching tv.

But not acknowledging whats on the tele.

In a dase.

Heart is ablaze.

Plus hungry for the love we so, so need.

After a while the depression kicks in.

And every thing i love to do ,.

Flys out the window.

Sit there thoughts running wild.

Feeling drained and angry.

Blaming the remote control, that i dropped on the floor,

F-----g thing.

To the shop buy some alcohol.

Like paying a prostitute for sex (never done that).

The alcohol takes the worries & the pain away . (for a while).

And becomes my relationship.

What have i come to.

When the only relationship i have .

is with the silent killer.

Alcohol .

To be continued xx

LONELY STREETS

utopia247

Walking the lonely streets.

The man walks the same root.

Same paving stones.

Same lampposts.

Same walk.

Everything the same.

Part form the ciggerate buts .

And paper.

Plus the odd Tenner .

Blown about  by the wind.

Carrying, on he stumbles .

And lays on the grass.

The sky has beautiful  shinning .stars.

In his mind, thinking.

wouldn't it be amazing.

If only i had .

HAD.

A.

Wonderful lady.

By me.

But the man .

Still alone.

To this day..

Still ..

Walks .

Those .

Lonely streets.

in loving memory

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6m0RvQrY_c

Sorry for being Honest

utopia247

My secrets can be told.

I lie with the truth.

Shared what you said in confidence .

Broke the promises i made.

Believe the unbelievable.

Hand on heart, other on the bible,

Take the oath .

Only to spill an alibi

Which was fabricated all the way.

Sorry.

Say your sorry once more.

In a drunken rage, murder occurs.

I'm so sorry but i was out of it on alcohol .

An excuse.

Honestly i did lie.

I admit i am loyal.

To the word.

Have regretted my regrets.

Repent your sins .

But are you to ashamed...

Honesty is the key.

How far can ones honesty be..