Escape

Music, alcohol, smoke,
Let me drift away.
Just for a while,
Who cares what they say.
Nobody feels the brokenness,
Not the same way I do,
They don’t truly understand,
Honestly, I don’t expect them too.
That’s why I keep it all in,
Until it’s just too much to recall.
Then I pick up a pen and paper,
Spill my emotions and let the tears fall.
Sometimes I drink, sometimes I smoke,
Sit back and let the music drown it out,
Just for the moment, not for too long
reality eventually sinks back in, no doubt.
I’m not an alcoholic; I’m not a drug addict,
Sometimes I just need to escape and let go,
try to forget for a while that he’s gone,
Pretend I don’t know.
I don’t want anyone’s pity,
I’m not asking for much,
Just for judgment not to be passed,
When I get weak and need a crutch.
It doesn’t happen often,
And I’m not relying on it to get by,
We all get overwhelmed and need to let loose,
If you said you didn’t, it would be a lie.
Music, alcohol, smoke,
Let me drift away.
Just for a while,
Who cares what they say.
Then I’ll Grab a pen and paper,
Spill my emotions and let the tears fall,
Let it all out,
Until the next time it’s too hard to recall.
 

◄ Miss you Dad

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Big Sal

Mon 14th Jan 2019 23:59

Introspective piece.🌷

poemagraphic

Thu 10th Jan 2019 17:30

keep letting the ink flow.... mixed in with the tears my friend.

Po

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