DROWNED SORROW

 

Ice crackles as I pour the whiskey down

Dirty socks on the floor –

Your picture hangs on the wall,

And time ain’t my friend!

My heart pounds in my chest

As tears stream down my face . . .

“Hell no!” I’m not missing you!

Truth lies at the bottom of this glass –

Then I laughed out loud!

Was it love or just a memory lost in time?

A chill runs up my spine . . .

As the whiskey drowns my foolish mind!

Then I hear you whisper my name:

“Darling forgive me for leaving you alone.”

 

Thomas Theophilus© January 22, 2026