Wasted

Wasted

A Poem by Chris
"

Pardon my language

"
Tonight I'll wish upon a star,
To figure out who the f**k you are.
Why the hell are you in my bed?
What is this awful pounding in my head?
Have I finally died and gone to hell?
Ugh, I don't feel so well.
I can't remember a damn thing.
Where did I get this ring?
This is absolutely awful.
By far the worst feeling of all.
It can't get any worse.
What do you mean it's the first verse?
Seriously, who the f**k are you?
I haven't got the slightest clue.
Where are your clothes?
What do you mean no one knows?
I'm getting tired of all the questioning.
No I don't recall any naked wrestling...
Can you go find me a phone?
Ugh, my mind is so blown.
Why are so many bottles in my room?
How much alcohol did we consume?
What do you mean it was all me?
How could that be?
So no one else drank any beer?
Why the hell are they even here?
Figments of my imagination?
I need to come to a realization?
What the hell are you trying to say?
What do you mean this is my last day?
Wait... I think I remember...
It happened late November.
A car had crashed into a lake.
The driver never even hit the brake.
I wish I knew what was going on.
They said he died instantly.
They said he had no family.
I hope what I think is not true...
If it is, I know what you've come to do.
I hope I am not right,
But was it I who died that night?
I finally drank myself to death.
I already took my last breath.
So this is my Groundhog Day?
I must let go or it will replay?
Why didn't you just tell me?
Was there something I didn't see?
Now I'll wish upon that star,
I wish I never entered that bar.

© 2012 Chris


Author's Note

Chris
I know it is probably hard to follow and hopefully you understand the Groundhog Day reference.
If you have a question about it, let me know and I'll try to clear up the confusion.

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I find this really unique- it is definitely a more contemporary poem, but the rhythm is excellent. And no, I don't understand the reference. And I'm a Navy girl.. Profanity? Pshawww. LOL

Posted 10 Years Ago


Very nicely written. Has a sense of power behind it but that might only be in my preference. I thought the profanity was a little unnecessary but to each their own. Nevertheless, I enjoyed this piece. Keep it up!

Posted 10 Years Ago


This was a good write. I enjoyed it. I couldn't get the ground hog day reference, but this was nicely written. Thanks for sharing. :3

Posted 10 Years Ago



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