It’s nothing deep, hugging my bottle I mean
Like when I hugged my teddy bear when I was a teen.
It gives me comfort
As my eyes shut out the hurt
That plays over and over again
Not sparing me the pain.
Though I don’t really want a drink
Since it’s here, before I even think
I take a swig
Now I’m a pig
Soaking up every drop
Just like a mop.
Oh look!
Now it’s done.
About the Creator
Jhaika
A writer who wants to share outlooks influenced by vivid and nuanced details of life.
Comments (2)
Great job ❤️‼️
Oh that's a cute Teddy. I appreciate your way with words. Love it. Waiting to see your next work 😄