Have you ever lost everything
to on little drink?
turned into two,
morphed into three,
four, five,
six,
floor...
Couldn't even collapse on the bed,
passed out
cold
on the dirty, soiled
carpet.
God knows who vomitted here last night...
Time for the "caution" tape,
All too blitzed to move her
Just be gentle,
walk around her
She'll shudder awake in a few hours
not knowing
Who she is
or
Whom she's been with.
No pictures, please,
Evidence to be discarded later
for another
(sober) day
if it can be remembered...
What's that?
Oh
she's groaning now
drag her to the toilet...
Lost her dignity
twice tonight
Will she ever learn?
or will it take
losing
Everything
before she
finally
puts the bottle down
for good?