Bottled Out.

On the darkest of days
And the blackest of nights
I've seen through a bottle
Some astonishing sights

Rats flying like bats
And pink elephants too
Man eating insects
And a hippo or two

But the worst of it all
Comes the following day
When the bottle is empty
And you face a new day

Drinks not the answer
It just adds to the strife
Its a blanket for comfort
That will smother your life

So go seek a solution
Don't put off or wait
For life is to precious
You can't leave it to late.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2006-04-22 at 14:17

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Kathy Lockhart
Well done....Life hands us what it will, it is up to us to do with it what we will. You have given a might message through this poem. Kathy
2006-04-24


Veld Cooper
Beautifully and succinctly put, Graham....a warning to be taken very seriously!
2006-04-23


Zoya Zaidi
Hi Graham,
As usual a perfect piece on Alchohalism,
and addiction, which can indeed take you!
(((((((hugs))))
2006-04-22


Shas Ramlogan
Great poem. Insightful, simple.
2006-04-22