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507. Adrift

My brain is scrambled like some eggs
The desire to maintain sanity is now lost
I prefer to float in this intoxication
I can care less about the expense or cost
No focus do my eyes now see
For my brain is adrift in a sea of nothing
Euphoria has overtaken my very thoughts
Despite what undoubtedly tomorrow will bring
The alcohol has gone to my core
I am stuck somewhere I want to be
If I could but write I’d be happy
But right now it’s so hard to see
I love this feeling though I’m lost
I fully understand why others seek to drift
My life is now stuck in a gear called neutral
My return to normalcy never to be as swift


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