Wrote this poem thinking of when I was in a very bad place in my life where I was drinking a lot; and unfortunately driving. I’m not proud of it but it is part of who I am. This is a first in a series of poems where I really open up about a bad time in my life.
Drowning for a Night
Drowning, this bottle calls, always tempting
Calling my name
Drink me
Drink me
Just one taste won’t hurt, but I remember the days
Where the drowning was never ending, out for a night, just one or two I would say
But one or two was never enough, never took away the pain--driving me insane
So more I would drink
Farther down I would sink
Yes, drowning in this bottle to take away the sorrow
The sorrow was gone but only for a moment--a night
©Chris Chonos
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