The road to oblivion

[Biggus]

THE ROAD TO OBLIVION

As a school kid
It was cider first
Then as a student
Wine came second
Then as a worker
The vodka came third

But it doesn’t stop there
So have a care and beware

Out every night
Drinking trebles
Never slowing down
Even seeing double
They never slow down
Never have a single

But it doesn’t stop there
So have a care and beware

Before breakfast
One eye opener
Mid morning at the office
Two snifters in the loo
A liquid lunchtime
Three large ones do it

But it doesn’t stop there
So have a care and beware

The lost weekends
Come first
Then the tremours
Follow a close second
Cirrhosis of the liver
Takes its place in third

But it doesn’t stop there
So have a care and beware

I’m only a social drinker
The first denial
I can stop if I want too
The second denial
I’m in control of the drink
The third denial

But it doesn’t stop there
So have a care and beware

In a gutter covered in vomit
Not for the first time
Coming round in casualty
More than the second time
Surrounded by medics
No way back the third time

It stops there

[Shadow Poet]

Now this was a true piece of poetry. The emotive aim was definitly there and I could sense a lot of grace within your words. Little confession: I read it more than one because it rang with poetic skill. Bravo!

[cogs]

a cautionary poem... love how it gets more and more serious.

[MorpheusSandman]

This one is painfully reminiscent of time I spent with an alcoholic. Luckily he escaped death and got better, but it indeed can be hell.

[Biggus]

Thanks you all very much