Drowning

Liquid fire passes
My lips and across my tongue,
Managing to sooth
yet burn all the same,
The first dose is measures
Until the tears refuse to cease,
The bottle tips
Pouring clear relief,
All I wish is an end
An end to this inconsolable grief,
Though the end is but
A momentary lapse,
A pause is all I can wish,
I'm drowning inside a bottle
A bottle clear and cold

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About this blog...

All poems posted here are written by myself, and I hope the ownership of my work will be respected.

I am 25 years old, and have been writing since I was 8. All poetry is dedicated to the teacher, Miss Charlotte, who first introduced me to this genre of writing.

Challenges

I use several writing prompts, mostly photographic prompts, for my work. Often when I am not consumed by a thought or emotion, I need a little help in writing. I subscribe to two photo blogs as listed further below for prompts. I also take challenges to write about random words on my Twitter. A new challenge I am using is from Deviant Art. I look at the first page of the most popular photography in the last 8 hours and take one to write about.