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I Hate You (When You’re Drunk)

Published October 26, 2012 by harleyquinnly

This isn’t meant to apply to anyone in particular, just a random muse. I’m finding that some of my creative side is coming back after a miserable hiatus.

This is pretty general so I’m sure that most people that have been a designated driver, exasperated significant other, drunk babysitter, annoyed friend, etc. can find something in here. I find it odd that when things like this happen, a lot of people have these really tough, mean thoughts. Then later the thoughts more than likely pass. But then you still feel guilty for having such mean thoughts in the first place. What if the frustration is warranted-where is the line to which you allow your mind to go?

(Be nice regarding length, stanza, and all that other poetry jazz. I don’t care, this is mine).

I Hate You (When You’re Drunk)

I’ve seen all of this before

And it’s always such a bore.

Existing as only half a person

I question if you’re even worth it.

Everything can go just fine

Then destroyed by just one time.

I can’t hear any more ignorant excuses

You refuse to see that you’re useless.

It’s making me become so mean

But you’ve no idea what I’ve seen.

Coldly watching you fall to the floor

I don’t want to do this anymore.


Gagging on your rancid vinegar stench

And how your hands find me a wench.

Baby you have no idea how much

I ‘m hating each and every touch.

You’re starting to speak slow

And turning into such a man ho.

Sickened by everything that you do

You’re drunk and I hate you.

Oh yes, everyone around us knows

And my humiliation can only grow.

I won’t be just like them and you

I’ve got much better things to do.

There’s only one way for me to feel

The only thing in this room that’s real.

Funny how simple things become complicated

And my disgusted hatred even more understated.

Even with eveyone telling me, insisting

But I can’t even get you to listen.

Lately I can only keep one thing straight

You give new meaning to the idea love/hate.


I want to be anywhere else instead

Especially when you tell me it’s all in my head.

I can’t tune out your idiotic fake laughing

I almost wish you never happened.


10/26/2012 original work

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