Poetry of the Day: Drowning in My Sorrows

Drunk, Bar

Drowning in My Sorrows

In an inebriated stupor
I lie in a zone of entrapment
a shallowness of irresponsibility
where sobriety is hurt and absent

a desolate message in the bottle
memory loss from drunkard suffering
sucked in a riptide unable to swim
in a sea of sorrows, I am drowning

oh castaway on a lonely sandy shore
predatory problems refuse to drift away
I cast thy eyes on an inflated life jacket
and wade to the sober lighthouse of a new day.

© Kym Gordon Moore