Sinking into the bottle

Sinking into the bottle

A Poem by WhiskeyandLions
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Drunken night

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The day was long
The beers flowed cold
I was seeing double
Then I heard her voice
“Eyes on the road mr mike”
I look over to the empty passenger seat and there she is
Smiling sweetly like she used to
I regain sense and check the road
Its too late
The car flies off the bridge

SMACK
Sinking into the depths I check the haunted seat
Nothing there
Must have been a drunken hallucination
Some subconscious nightmare brought on by the alcohol
This can be real I think
I don't even remember getting into the car
I reach into the glove box, grab the flask, and drink deep

Water is rushing into cracks and pooling on the floor
“Your running out of time”
“F**K! WHAT IS IT YOU WANT FROM ME?” I scream
She disappears
"AT LEAST TELL ME HOW I GOT HERE"
She Never did like confrontation

Soaked up to my knees now
I realize the severity of the situation
Although It’s not escape that I wish for
But for her return
Even in the form of a ghost
Even if she’s just a figment of my drunken mind
Whatever it was
I’d give anything for it to happen again

She never comes
I’ve scared her away
Lost her for the second time
All those nights spent thinking of what I’d do different
How no time would be wasted
Water splashes into my mouth as I attempt to breath
What does it matter I think to myself
All that ever has is lost to the world

Thud
Completely submerged I hit the bottom
Oddly calm I look around
There’s a strange peace to be had on the cusp of oblivion
The world is going dark
If only she was here
I would tell her I’m sorry
And see her smile sweetly one last time

© 2013 WhiskeyandLions


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Added on December 26, 2013
Last Updated on December 26, 2013
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Temecula, CA



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