(70) Demon's Brew

(70) Demon's Brew

A Poem by Chris Smith Welshpoetcs

Bar tender, pour me another drink
For within this dank pity I wallow
Fill the whiskey full to the brink
So I can drown away my sorrow

Once, I was a man able to keep my cool
Never one for the rage to over take me
But bad times came and made me a fool
I allowed anger to always leave me empty

Come, I want you to fill my glass once again
I will be the one who decide when enough is enough
I want to swallow up when times were good, back then
Because now this life has become much too tough

Then fury visits me and his glass I hurl and smash
Unsteady on my feet I find my way out the door
People try to keep away, as at them I will lash
So now going home, I find myself crawling on the floor

Once inside, I will open another bottle to begin anew
They try to say I have a problem, and they are wrong
I can stop drinking, I can give up this Demon's brew
Because this man is able to stand and be strong

But in reality, I can not sleep for my spirit is weak
I say I need no one, because I fear my own shame
I want to stay drunk, because then I need not speak
I scream at the world when I know that I am to blame



copyright Chris Smith 1998

© 2011 Chris Smith Welshpoetcs


Author's Note

Chris Smith Welshpoetcs
I battled with my Demons, I was one of the lucky ones and won.

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A friend, a dear friend who'd been a druggie for quite a while but had grappled his way out, said, 'I did what I wanted because there was no friggin' alternative - then i opened my eyes .. all I have to do now is stay alive.'

He's dead now.

Great and brave writing here .. takes strength to write like this. Keep strong

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I like this one a lot Chris, the honesty pours out smooth and neat as the whiskey. Well done, and it's not just the poem I am talking of.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It can be inherent in some to build up their own prison walls; the sun may shine, but not in the same light as the norm see it. I drank for a lot of years, and I drank a lot, but sometimes it is not drinking that's the problem, rather it is done for the need to sedate, and I can relate...

Great Write Chris!
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I say I need no one, because I fear my own shame......excellent my friend

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

many don't win this...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a very nice write..happy you overcame your demons. I love the title ' Demon's brew'.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A friend, a dear friend who'd been a druggie for quite a while but had grappled his way out, said, 'I did what I wanted because there was no friggin' alternative - then i opened my eyes .. all I have to do now is stay alive.'

He's dead now.

Great and brave writing here .. takes strength to write like this. Keep strong

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Self medication to hide the scars within, least they show.

Kewl scribe and congtrats

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Chris Smith Welshpoetcs
Chris Smith Welshpoetcs

Cardiff until 2004, then Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United Kingdom



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Started writing in 1997 after a horrible attack, I found it theraputic and wrote a range of poems and short horror stories. Started sharing on the Web firstly with Yahoo 360 in 2005, then sites on .. more..

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