Whiskey Suicide



A whiskey suicide
Feeling no one is by my side
Cling to Jack Daniel
Because this life I can not handle
Seeking to feel love
So I look up above
For that white dove
But the sky is filled with clouds
And I try to scream aloud
At the top of my lungs
But my song goes unsung
I'm ready to say I'm done....
It's a whiskey suicide
These rules I can not abide
I'm a rebel
Thinking my ways are acceptable
Yet all I do is hurt
I feel like dirt
I open my soul
To eventually fill that hole
But all I feel is drull....
It's a whiskey suicide,
I regret the times I lied
I deserve the times I cried
All those times I wish I died
Made me realize God is by my side.
I was trapped in a dark place
Thinking I was safe
In reality I was numb
Stuck in the doldrums
Thinking my life was done
Satisfied being alone
Approaching the danger zone
Thinking I'm on borrowed time
Ready to commit the ultimate crime......
...A whiskey suicide
I hope to realize that one day
Someone will say
"I understand"
"I will hold your hand"
"I appreciate what you do"
...."I love you"
Being alone breaks my heart
This world I don't feel apart
I'm hoping for a new start....
I want to prevent this whiskey suicide
I want to feel alive
I want to feel that motivational drive....
Yet, life keeps kicking me down
Expecting me to wear a frown
Thinking I'm nothing but a clown
But I'm not!
I'm going to achieve the goals I sought
I will fight through this fire
Achieve my deepest desire
This life I will continue to ride
.... and prevent this whiskey suicide.

About this poem

My soul in words at this moment in time of my life. A depressed alcoholic going through divorce and losing everything.

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Written on September 18, 2023

Submitted by Joseph_defilippo415 on September 18, 2023

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