Mental Rot

A poem about alcoholism.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mental Rot

Shot after shot,

She thought each gulp

Would make its mark.

Hitting just the right spot,

Numbing her wounded soul.

 

Instantly correcting her lot

In life to be the product

Of parental mental rot.

The one that shot

Her future in the heart

From her very start.

 

Little does she know

Her cart to freedom

Lies within her own smarts

Not in the comfort cradle

Of a shot glass.

 

If this lass

Would just accept

Her pain and her loss

The bottle wouldn’t

Cost her a brilliant future.

 

She wouldn’t toss

Away her chance

To be free of

A life of mental rot

That she’s had

She was a tot.

 

Shot after shot

She’s numbing

Her heart

From the pain,

Chasing her

Future away.

 

 

 

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

Very hard hitting. Who hasn't struggled from addictions or know someone thas has.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I think this was a very good on alcoholism. I mean I don't think it's good to be an alcoholic, but there are a lot of people out there who drink nowadays. They consume so much that they have to have it all of the time. If they keep drinking though they will die from problems caused by it. I think this was a good write. I really appreciated it. Thanks for sharing. :)

[M Garcia]

Nice write. Thanks for sharing. Sorry it has taken me so long to review.

[tynamite]

Very good observation. I've favourited it.

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow! Great job, Excellent write.

[Black Cat Fever]

There are better ways to cope but people just can't see them all the time. I can understand that. Self-medicating, who hasn't done it from time to time but its when it becomes a life style that it gets very destructive. But what the doctors want to give people for emotional pain isn't any better as far as damaging the body goes. Sad poem you have here but it tells the truth. You did an excellent job creating this.

[Miss Coral]

Wonderfully expressed... the rhyme scheme was a bit throwing to me, how it went in and out of dominating the piece. I would consider making it a bit more consistent. Otherwise, very nicely done.

-Coral-

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the numbness it brings only heightens the pain in the morning..you can look for answers in a shot glass but you will only see yourself staring back..well penned

[Charles]

Yeah, the sauce can soak itself in the glands and start to call all the shots. I can emphathize with her...

[Michael of Gilead]

Oh yes this hits the spot...

You should add "since" after Thats she's had in the second to last stanza?