Hi everyone.  I hope everyone has been having a great summer.  I have decided to share a poem that I recently wrote.  It tells of my experiences with alcohol and how it has affected my life.

 

A Friend Named Alcohol

 

I came into the world one day; a precious baby girl

My parents had high hopes for  me; I seemed to be their  world

But life, it had  made different  plans; horrors yet unknown

My fate would lie inside of me to wait till I was grown.

 

My childhood, it was very hard;  my mom was always mad

My father didn't spend  much time; I hardly seen  my dad

He worked to support his family and was rarely ever home

As when he finished dinner; out to the streets he'd roam.

 

I remember time and time again, I'd cower in the night

My father, he was drunk again and he and mom would fight

That kind of hell; it finally stopped and all came to an end

But the damage had been done; my parents weren't even friends.

 

They chose to stay together, if only for the kids

But rarely spoke two words at all; silence was how I lived

One extreme to another; from yelling to barely there

I think they hated each other; a sign of love was rare.

 

My self esteem; it faltered and sadness grew and grew

I felt despair and loneliness; I didn't know what to do

And then it came; the final straw that broke the camel's back

The day before I turned eighteen, my brother's life turned black.

 

He died while fishing in a boat; we also lost his friend

They  were the best of buddies; together till the end

Something in me died that day; the ball began to roll

I felt my life was over; the Lord had took my soul.

 

I had a friend to turn to; his name was Alcohol

When we started hanging out, we really had a ball

But things slowly began to change; our friendship had turned sour

Alcohol really wasn't my friend; he took away my power.

 

He made me do horrendous things and act like such a fool

In a life of desperation, I thought he made me cool

He had, in fact, destroyed my thoughts, my hopes and self esteem

I never knew what I had done; it all seemed like a dream.

 

I dated men I hardly knew and blacked out every night

I threw  up, passed out and shamed  myself; my drunkenness quite the sight