An empty fridge
stares back at you,
no beer left
to console you.
Your bed is calling
but you can’t hear,
you need some more
to ease your fear.
A bottle of whiskey
grabs your attention,
maybe this can
be your salvation.
You open the bottle
and pour out a measure,
offer up a toast
to the life you don’t treasure.
You’ve lost count
of the chances you wasted
along with all
the cheap alcohol you’ve tasted.
You dread to think
what tomorrow may bring,
you’re not even sure
if it’s summer or spring.
Life has passed you
in the blink of an eye
and you have been left
alone here to die.
The 50 year old poet 
Sometimes Cheap Whiskey Is More Useful Then Costly Brands😂😂😂😂
Beautiful Post…..!!!!!!
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Thanks.
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you’re right .I found that the cheap Burbon brings me better sleep than the highly treasured single malt
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This is powerful. Really upsetting.
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Dear Poet, I translated your poem in Italian and will present it in my weekly column dedicated to the poets of the web: Gioielli Rubati, next 20 January. Thank you my friend.
Un frigo vuoto ti guarda,
non è rimasta birra per consolarti.
Il letto ti sta chiamando
ma non puoi sentire,
ne hai bisogno ancora
per alleviare la paura.
Una bottiglia di whisky
attira la tua attenzione,
forse questo può offriti sollievo.
L’apri, ne versi una misura,
offri un brindisi
alla vita di cui non fai tesoro.
Hai perso il conto
delle possibilità che hai sprecato
insieme a tutto l’alcool a buon prezzo
che hai assaggiato.
Hai paura di pensare
cosa può portare il domani,
non sei nemmeno sicuro
se è estate o primavera.
La vita ti ha superato
in un batter d’occhio
e tu sei stato lasciato solo
qui, a morire.
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That’s great, thank you for your continuing support.
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thank you too
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This is so sad!
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Where is the “sad” button when you need it? This makes me want to reach out in love and friendship. Of course, it’s not true, is it? It’s just the poet in you reaching out vicariously to others, right?
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Adds to the mystery!!
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Alcohol is a demon drug and can never get you lasting salvation.
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Very intense !!
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Alcohol is great, but destroys you in the long run!
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very emotional and a sad post. Admire how you have written this
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Thank You
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I love me whiskey!! I’ll even take cheap, in a pinch 😉 Nice poetry
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