Drunken Ways

The loneliness while in the background everything starts to fade and the feelings of elsewhere.

The killing days

   Take it strong

      While pain lingers, 

         I ask for another 

  Feelings drowning 

I still feel the pain 

sober or not.

               Bearable nights will play hard to get,

                         as lonely nights prefer the cold ice 

                                    Drifting among the dizziness 

              

                This room is rainy.

         Always full and empty

            somehow you can catch me in between.

Catching dreams pretending I’m asleep

 resembles your eyes scanning the horizons 

For new beginnings

My eyes crossing Madness was a new thing to do

Yet we still drink hoping 

 wishes meet our expectations 

thinking about times 

fading away like colors of a recent fallen feather.

Letting some out has done nothing more than made my vision blurry 

Scaling my emotions did nothing

I’m just trying to wake up

Author's Note

What you see or feel while reading . hope you enjoy spent all day trying to write and manage something.

Reviews

[AJNJ]

A part of us is ever watchful, ever sensing what goes on inside our heads. Catching one's dreams pretending to be asleep feels to me like trying to trick oneself into letting oneself fully into the otherwise remote world of dreams. I am always intrigued by our bid to intrude upon our own thoughts. A very interesting poem!

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Thanks again Sir... Yes part of us wants to always sleep while the other knows it's not that very realistic. The only enemies to reality is the drugs we take.

[Just Kim]

Catching dreams pretending I’m asleep
resembles your eyes scanning the horizons
For new beginnings

This part is just so awesome here, very vivid imagery here. Amazing

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I can get lost if I'm in the imagery landscape looking for thoughts to pull out haha. Then I lose the actual meaning I was going for just a different direction to feel.

[Pete]

the back and forth tug of war and staggering, wandering of our thoughts as we try to drown our sorrows, ultimately getting us nowhere. we try to ease the pain of what's troubling us by taking another swig but that just gets us more drunk and confused. all sorts of feelings and emotions begin to emerge. i felt chaos and the process of becoming more and more drunk. we want to pass out and drift into sleep but we're not at the point just yet. we think it holds the answer or want it to provide an answer, a way out but it does not. there is no out (especially this way), we've only delayed sobering reality. excellent description of intoxication i would say ... :)

Bearable nights will play hard to get,
as lonely nights prefer the cold ice
Drifting among the dizziness

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Cheers to sobering reality haha it knows all of our hiding places. :) Thanks for the thoughtful in-depth review much appreciated :)

[Pete]

forgot to mention the unwanted hangover too - a double whammy ... :)

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

The Sloth feeling I say and you feel like a mummy too, here I am making "Hangovers" sound poetic and wild haha.

[Pete]

yes - the walking dead ... :)

[Chris]

So many TRY to escape so much so very often and yet find the chains are seemingly bound to their souls. Some use a drug of choice affordable or not... some succeed for their moments of oblivion until their next fix comes due. There IS innocence, there IS guilt...but their God seldom tells them the difference.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

whatever takes away the pain, good for the soul but bad for the heart. Yes very true almost like Hellraiser Place of Pain and pleasure haha . Thanks again for the review

[Chris]

Thanks for speaking aloud what is behind our eyes.

[Cherrie Palmer]

At some point everyone will feels alone in crowded place. It is those times I lean on my faith.
The in between places of life can make or break a person, and those times will certainly flush out what lies beneath.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Thanks for stopping by and I appreciate the deep, thoughtful review :)

[barleygirl]

What I love about your poem is that it feels topsy-turvy, the same way it can be when a person is in the habit of escaping -- whether it's thru booze or religion or sex -- an excess of anything used to escape the natural everyday pain of living -- this is what your poem delivers in spades. It's like trading the everyday madness of living for a different everyday madness of addiction -- both bringing a similar dissatisfaction, one hardly distinguishable from the other (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I appreciate your review, just follow the madness and you might just escape what madness already is.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Hmm, I read this twice, the second time really put the pieces together in a deeper way than the first. I really like these lines,

"This room is rainy.

Always full and empty
somehow you can catch me in between."

This was cleverly worded so that it serves more than one purpose. The whole poem though spoke volumes about dealing with reality soberly or not and the role that people play in our lives. Wonderfully explained and expressed! tyfs

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I appreciate the in depth review and really nailed the meanings I've had intended. You have talent thanks for the wonderful review friend

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How beautifully you draw the picture of a lonely mind... The speaker's emptyness is witnessing by the room... Both empty and full... Empty with emotion and full with pain. Letting go is not easy either that leaves the speaker teary eyed... Nice write

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Thoughtful and enlightening review and you are very observant and careful eyes. Thanks for the beautiful review.