I’m not the person that I was
Before my entire world came crashing down around me
I try not to linger
in sadness and self-pity
but sometimes, you’ve just got to
drink the wine
And I take a big deep sip
That rolls on my tongue and down the back of my throat
It hits the spot
like a morphine drip
The pain is washed away
temporarily providing me relief
A chance to sleep
A moment to forget
So I exhale and lift the cup again
Touch the cold glass to my lips
and take another deep
Poor old non deserving me.
A torment topped with
grief and agony and
a broken womb
I have nothing
So I take another sip…
Monica Bruno says
Oh Jonelle, this is beautiful! I’m so sorry you feel this way, but you’re so gifted with your words. Sending you lots of love!
Thank you Monica! I really appreciate that. I’m okay most of the time, just every now and then I feel so sorry for myself but then I pull myself together and give my son a huge cuddle. <3 Lots of love! xoxo
Karen Shatafian says
Love this! i just want to give you a hug! And have a glass of wine with you! 🙂
Thanks Karen! I’d love that glass of wine with you! Virtual hugs!! xoxo
And What a Mom! says
Oh, I’ve sipped those glasses of whine too. What a lovely piece, and much of it resonated with me.
Thank you so much Celeste! I think sometimes, you just need that drink and then you’re good to go!! x
Sheena Bianca Thring says
Such a beautiful post! 🙂 I love it.
Thank you Jessie ? I appreciate that… still nervous about sharing my poems.