Mused Thoughts

By dat_ebonygurl

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Time goes by... Turning moments spent to mere memories. Memories from my past are embedded here... In the for... More

A/N
1. Him😩❤️✨
2. I'm A Virgo♍😗♍😗♍♥♍😉♍
3. The Beast Inside
4. My Article •1•
5. Her Whispers
6. Memories
7. I sought...
8. 21/09/2020
9. Thinking Of You
10. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
11. Without You...
12. Nigeria🇳🇬🇳🇬❤❤❤🇳🇬🇳🇬
13. My Place Of Origin
14. An Article About Her🇳🇬
15. A Robot
16. That Independent Girl
18. Her Worth
19. Her Luminescent
20. My Priceless Gem😍😍🙄💎
21. ❤❤Love is...
22. Pearl
23. Broken
24. A Victor
25. A BEAUTIFUL LOVE TALE

17. Inebriated

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By dat_ebonygurl

This poem is inspired by Morgan Wallen's Whiskey Glasses. It's a song.

A Heartbroken Guy's POV

×××

I drank...
I drank till I was drunk.
I drank till I was tipsy.

I drank till I could walk straight
No more.
I drank till I staggered.
I drank...
Till I couldn't construct
A proper sentence without stuttering.

I drank because of her.
I drank to heal the wound she caused.
I drank to forget her.
But I guess I couldn't.

Each glass I took,
Had her face on it.
Maybe I saw her face because...
I was inebriated.

I saw her sitting on each seat in the bar.
I saw her as the waiter.
I saw her staring at me from the ceiling.
I saw her reflection on the face of the alcohol.
Maybe I saw her everywhere...
Because I was inebriated.

She is all I could think of.
She is my strength and weakness.
The reason why Whiskey glasses...
Have become my buds.
The reason why bars...
Have become my home.
The reason why alcohol...
Has become my food.
The reason why being inebriated...
Is my personality.

My heart I gave to her
But she mishandled it.
Leaving thorns in each part.
Thorns that prick my heart
Every second.

She has turned me into a walking corpse...
Within a night.
In the blink of an eye...
She ripped my heart to a thousand pieces.
Pieces I can't stitch together.
She broke my heart beyond repair.
She ripped my heart beyond amendment.

She shattered my poor heart...
She left my fragile heart broken...
She toyed with my emotions...

I remember when each air I breathed in...
Had her scent.
I remember when everything I did...
I did with her.

Now, each air I breathe in,
Smells of alcohol.
Everything I do,
I do with alcohol.

I remember when I used to go home each night...
Smiling...
With her in my arms.

Now I go home with my alcohol...
I go home with my bottle of whiskey...
In my hands.

Every night,
I find myself inebriated.

Sincerely, a broken hearted male...

<><><><><>

This is a work of fiction. As stated above, I was inspired to write this when I was listening to Whiskey Glasses by Morgan Wallen.

Written and completed:
Saturday 3rd October 2020.
8:27pmWAT.

Thoughts?

QOTC: 😘Do you believe in love?
😙Do you believe true love exists?
😝Do you believe true love only exists in the movies?
😍Do you believe you'll find your happily ever after? Your true love at the end?

AAOTC:😘Yes I do.
😙Of course I do.
😝Nope. It also exists in real life.
😍Yaasss!!! I'll def find him. Or rather he'll find me😍😁😊😋.

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