This is a fairly recent poem I wrote in February of this year. I was still within my first month and contemplating what state I didn’t want to slip back into.
The sun shines bright, what a beautiful day
But under the duvet your world is grey
Wake up! Let’s go!
You can’t! You know
The nauseas seeps and sadness creeps
You’re here again, you said you wouldn’t
Just one glass! But then you couldn’t
It’s every time, why can’t you stop?
It’s no holds barred once that cork pops
Anxiety grips your pounding chest
What happened last night? Was I a mess?
Your clammy head can’t face the dread
You burrow deeper into bed
It’s the weekend friend, let’s go and play
Ugh! Not today
Please go away