Darkened Night

 

 

 

A night together, happy,

Finally. Then...

You, falling asleep.

On the couch, a movie playing,

That you said you love.

Out to smoke a cigar,

You go.

Time passes, an hour or so.

My phone, it is you.

You say “I’m at the bar”

Down the road.

Music pumping, my heart

Begins thumping.

I’m waiting for you…

And you have no intent

On returning…

anytime soon.

Reviews

[MEM]

i like this poem, very creative. keep writing, can't wait to read more.
-MEM

[Wildecat]

Had a room mate once who was an Alcoholic, all he cared about was himself and that next drink. Great write.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Alcoholics are tough to live with and love... they only think of themselves... very nicely done.