Another Friday night/ Another Saturday Morning

About being stuck in a cycle of drinking, casual sex and hangovers. (Inspired by my self-destructive days at university)

Another Friday Night

Another Friday Night

Out on the town again

Dressed up with the girls

Going big is the aim

With a drink in her hand

She's the queen of this club

Reborn and awoken

The game had begun.

She's at home in this place

At one with the crowd

She can escape her mind

With the music so loud

The past is forgotten

She's lost in a dream

Sparkling and perfect

In the dark she believes.

There's a glint in her eye

She's up to no good

But can never resist

That familiar buzz

The eyes are on her

She knows they desire her

She's looking for conquests

Not looking for love.

There's a boy at the bar

Fittest one in the club

But easy to catch

When you look this good

Just a flick of the hair

And a lick of the lips

Is all that is takes

For a taxi to his

She's on an adventure

Backseat entwined

She gives little thought

To the friends left behind

She doesn't feel shame

She's committed no sin

She's drunk and she's high

On her devilish win.

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Another Saturday Morning:

She awakes from the black

Confused in a daze

Stange man at her side

Can't remember his name

In the dark grabs her phone

Searches through her missed calls

Trying to piece together

The blurred night before.

Without saying goodbye

She stumbles out the door

Struggles to locate her bra

Left on the hallway floor

Time to get out of this place

And make her getaway

Far too many mornings

Have started this way.

A walk of shame home

Wearing last nights clothes

The strangers all stare

It's clear they all know

Makeup smudged down her face

Reputation in tatters

Its both silly and tragic

Her illusion is shattered

In the safety of home

She reflects on her past

She can wash away the grime

But the regret always lasts

In bed she despairs

Her queen is dethroned

And the hangover pounds

Worthless and alone.

She's stuck in a cycle

There's no way to fix it

It's not just the drink

That has her addicted

Depressed and in shame

Needs a break from the pain

So once she's recovered

She'll be on the town again

Reviews

[Husain J.]

Really liked the way you have captured the moments in each line!!, subtle an meaningful read ...thumbs up!!