Ugly Truth

Ugly Truth

Tonight I got drunk alone
in my bed
because you thought it would be right to
not talk to me
So I swayed
on pillows and pissed
in dark bathrooms and got pissed
and was pissed
at myself for getting drunk
not being enough
Or being too much or being me
I shot myself through the roof of my mouth
with more wine
fell headless onto waiting bed
drifted lonely as a drunk
between anger and insouciance
all the blood hurt dripping
dripping onto empty pages for you to read
like that matters like
I can read at this hour
Or this makes any sense.
I want sense
steady feet
your arms to
hold me
an epic ending-
Tonight I got drunk
alone in bed and missed you horribly
missed the point and wrote a poem
it ended
horribly.