last night.

last night.

A Poem by brianna vega

i got wasted last night
filled with guilt i kept drinking
one shot two shot three
i sat there lied to myself
kept saying that it would be the last one
four shot five shot six
i sat there trying to decieve everyone
im not even buzzed yet
but they knew better
seventh shot eigth shot nine
i couldnt even stand straight
sway sway sway
and thats when my mother came home
looked me in the face and knew
yelling screaming scolding
dragged me to her room we fought
exchange of heated words
yelling screaming scolding
she had me call my rehab therapist
i should have called him before the relapse
sway sway sway
i hung up we fought again
she didnt want to let me leave the room
exchange of heated words
i fled
left the house no phone
sway sway sway
one in the morning
drunker than a sailor
angry crying sad
walking through dark twisted streets
mind hazy confused
it took me three hours to find my friends house
i walked in and jake was asleep on the couch
chelse led me to her room i asked to shower
sway sway sway
the cold water cooled me down
washed away my tears
i came out saw chelse there and i fell into her arms.

© 2010 brianna vega


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whoa

Posted 15 Years Ago


Wow, that was an intense, hellish night it seems. Not sure what got you to drinking so heavily, nor is it my business. But I hope that whatever has happened gets better for you.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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city of lost angels, CA



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