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He Drank

Until He Was Empty

By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual WarriorPublished 10 months ago Updated 6 months ago 1 min read
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He drank until he was empty

And the blackness became a peaceful void

Passed out in permanent slumber

His soul extravagantly released his delusions of love

A place where loneliness and despair

Are nothing but mere thoughts

Simply self-defined concepts

Of who he was not

Denying his truth

It was all an illusion

Based on the expectations of others

He buried himself under

A liquid cloak of nothingness

He drank until he was empty

Until he fell in the blackness

And the blackness became a peaceful void

-Julie O’Hara, 2023

- Julie O'Hara 2023

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  • Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior (Author)10 months ago

    I have written a number of poems about alcoholism. My husband (deceased) fought his demons diligently, and my daughter is still in the throes of denial. I am afraid I will outlive her.

  • Cendrine Marrouat10 months ago

    Excellent job depicting addiction. I hope more people get to read your poem.

  • Pauline Fountain10 months ago

    ‘And the blackness became a peaceful void.’ I too have loved a person. My best friend. An alcoholic and yet from her son’s diagnosis through his death she reformed for his healing. Unti his passing. 5 years later we lost her as well. This is my perspective on that time of her role as a mother. I didn’t know then I had Bipolar 1 and Complex PTSD Only if you you have time Pauline 🌸 https://vocal.media/poets/interplay Read less

  • L.C. Schäfer10 months ago

    So eloquent, well done

  • Cathy holmes10 months ago

    That is heartbreaking, but beautifully written.

  • Real Poetic10 months ago

    You captured the pain of addiction so well.

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