Too Many
Amber Sweet
he’s had
one too many
bottom of the glass
he starts missing
scared and unhappy
can’t go home
won’t go back
she sits in bed
she knows he will be here
he promised
this time will be different
the door crashes
he stumbles
they roar
she peeks through the cracks
scared and overlooked
she listens in darkness
it looks like him
but his eyes are vacant
he rages but barely speaks
he won’t find what he’s looking for
she’s heard this one before
she’ll have to choose
she’s had
one too many
bottom of the drawer
she starts packing
can’t stay here
won’t turn back
alone and afraid
he promised