Two Thirty In The Morning Blues

Two Thirty In The Morning Blues

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

T wo thirty in the morning

W onder where you are tonight?

O ut on the town and painting it red

 

T wo thirty in the morning

H ave your children been fed? Tucked snuggly into their bed?

I  wonder do you think about them when you are wandering the streets?

R ead these words and let them sink in

T wo thirty in the morning and the bars are all closed

Y ou need to sober up and find your way home

 

I  once was foolish like you

N o one could tell me what to do

 

T he alcohol I consumed

H ad me in it's clutches

E ntertaining strangers in divers places

 

M arijuana

O ffered me an escape from reality as I

R an away from my problems and my responsibilities

N o one could tell me what to do

I  was out there doing my own thing and crying in my beer

N ot giving a damn about anybody but myself, but I reached out for help

G ot down on my knees and I prayed and went into rehab

 

B alled my eyes out when I realized how selfish my addiction had become

L ied to myself and to everyone I loved, made a million excuses

U nfortunately, we hurt the ones we love the most and we hurt ourselves

E specially when there are children involved

S o if it's two thirty in the morning, please take heed to this warning

© 2009 Deborah Leah Krempa


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A very sad piece of writing. This captured me and took me into your world. Nicely done. I loved this.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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A very strong message...had some fire and heat to it- good on you!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Ah! That was so sad and heart wrenching :(
Great write :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very real, and this form of writing just packs the emotions in small sapces. No escape!

Posted 14 Years Ago


What a post! It has just about everything.. truth, emotion, a moral, and, empathy with a counselling hand.

I did notice the acrostic and have to say I think that to use that and create such a great piece of writing is really something.

Your words truly touched me.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is a very powerful, write straight from the heart. I was so in to reading it that I failed to notice it was an acrostic on my first reading. May not have noticed it if I hadn't glanced at Stephanie's review. Very well done!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Everyone needs to read this message. Well said.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This poem is in touch with a lot of addictive behavior that is common to many people. I like that way it is cleanly stated and questions motives. The form is cleverly contrived and well done. Thank you for reviewing Panda!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Addiction. I salute you wonderful woman. You have certainly earned my respect. If you have not been down this road, you do not realize where it really leads and all the pain it causes to those with which you come into contact. What seemed like the easiest way out of life, created a path so strewn with rack and rubble that the devastation left in its path is emotionally and physically beyond a sober persons realm of thinking. I walked the streets of hell with someone and know what it can do to all concerned. Always remember art and writing are in the eye and heart of the beholder. This is a work of art that could touch someone's life. But you and I both know they have to be willing for it to happen. It is a testimony to what can be achieved with pain. The agony of addiction, retribution and returning to the land of the living. I am glad you can now breathe.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is a powerfully vivid, emotionally gripping poem. It's so well done, one loses sight of the fact that it's done in acrostic! Your words just go so deep, hitting the heart of the reader with such an emotional plea. Amazing...

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Deborah Leah Krempa
Deborah Leah Krempa

Toledo, OH



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I am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..

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