Whiskey Sours

I only like to drink

when I am alone,

it’s not a habit

I would condone.

In the darkness

of the early hours

I sit and enjoy

my whiskey sours.

I go over the

thoughts in my head,

reflecting on the life

I have led.

How did I get

to this point?

I didn’t have to try

hard to disappoint.

I needed to always

get my own way

until it came around

for my turn to pay.

I hadn’t the answer

that she wanted to hear

so, now my actions

have cost me dear.

When she left,

I didn’t try to stop her,

there was no point

since I was her saboteur.

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2 thoughts on “Whiskey Sours

  1. That is so sad 😦

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  2. Yes. Same here. 😁😆

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