Melancholia of The Drunk

Rants & Monologues by Phill Ibsen

  • (of things that became part of us)

    Everybody will tell you how to feel. The doctors will tell you to stay positive. Your family will tell you not to feel sorry for yourself. Your therapist will tell you not to be angry. But I will be at the other end, screaming, “I just want my life back!” I’m going through some shit.… Read more


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  • (You let a good girl go ) 

    You let a good girl go when you couldn’t keep it in your pants. She asked you to wait. She told you she wasn’t ready. She said she couldn’t have it yet. She said she was still laying her eggs, it wasn’t safe. But you couldn’t wait. Somehow you figured you can’t spend a day… Read more


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  • (Stay )

    I missed the grandest of chances to be with a beautiful woman. A decent woman who had the world’s best men cower at her feet. So I settled down for an ordinary girl who the world never knew of her existence. I gave her fame and the world knew her name. Maybe I’m the one… Read more


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  • (Home and Abroad ) 

    See, you’re living in an extended family. You’re the only one who is educated,  graduated from a renowned public university with a diploma  certificate. Your parents had no idea of the existence of family planning methods, or maybe they chose to ignore it, or they still thought children were still a source of wealth. Out… Read more


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  • I fell in love 

    I fell in love 

    (I fell in love) Do dreams change, or is it the characters in our dreams that change? Because if dreams change, then I wouldn’t be here right now, smoking. Maybe this whiskey in my hand wouldn’t be so bitter as it is. Maybe it could’ve tasted sweet as the first kiss we’ve always had. If… Read more


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