wine & whiskey & wishes

Something I wrote a long time ago, the first time I ever got drunk. I was missing an ex boyfriend a lot. Not anymore, but I like this piece. It's open, obviously. No real scheme or meter.

I look at my reflection,
Where the years have stained my eyes black,
And the paint chips away from my walls.
Where an hour and a half of rain
Has slicked back my hair
And softened my skin.
I look at my reflection,
And I see it playing in my eyes,
The memories of last night.
I see what I did, and didn't do.
I called, but I didn't talk.
I wrote, but got no reply.
I remember the bottles,
Big glass jars of blood,
Little tin cans of tears,
Red plastic cups holding all of my hatred.
The faces of my friends, distorted by my rage.
I can still feel the pain in my knuckles
From when I struck the ghost.
And in my eyes, I see what I thought,
How I wished you'd show up
In a rusty blue pickup truck,
A Three Days Grace shirt on, of course
Whiskey Lullaby playing softly on your radio.
I wished you'd break down the door,
Wrap me in a blanket,
And carry me out of that awful place.
I wished you'd spill the blood and tears,
The hatred out of my hands,
Wipe it from my lips.
Take me away from there.
And I kept praying to hear you pull up,
Like some beautiful angel from God
To save me from myself.
But wine and whiskey
Lead to useless wishes.

And by the morning,
When I woke, wrapped in my own arms,
I realized you were still
So far away,
And I was still
Drunk.

Reviews

[Charlie]

i love the way you brought personal details into this piece. it gives the reader something to relate to. this is a very sad poem,but i was a great write. you should publish more works on here ChelseaAyn,i love reading your stuff.

oh, and this part "But wine and whiskey Lead to useless wishes."
thats my favorite ;)

[Rainbow Rider]

In the words of Willie, 'Whiskey river take my mind, don't let her memories torture me. Whiskey river don't run dry, you're all I got left to take care of me.'

A very thought provoking introspect of one night in ones life. A beautiful write. And yes, it has a nice flow to it too.

[VintageHottie]

Oh.... Memories of many nights for me..... I thought it was lovely and very discriptive of what you were going through at that time.

Just a personal note..... Whiskey is your friend ;)
Well, it's my friend for sure......

[Miaria]

I liked this very much, I have had these same types of feelings and this has inspired me.