A Alcoholic's Letter

I do not drink alcohol, but in my past have. I grew up around Family members who have alcohol and drug addictions. I wish many of them could ineed quit. But I understand their struggle.

I long for your bitter maddness
for your taste to linger at the tip of my tongue
You keep calling me back and forth for more
And my body knows when you have won
But I gotta break it off with you
These early mornings and late nights
I try to ignore your cool call
For something just aint right
But Im enticed by the thought of your company
And since I'm mad today for what happened last week
I'll bring you forward to the edge of my lips
You run down so smoothly, when did we first meet?
It was so long ago, I can barely remember
I just know that since then you've been my only true friend
I know everyone says your no good for me
But I dont want this relationship to end
You see my alcoholic friend, Im the happiest when your around me
I forget about my issues and all my problems
I become numb from my feet to the top of my head
I embrace the burning sensation, that in my throat your creating
and quicker then I realize Im put to bed
Yeah, im the happiest when your around me
but their is just something you fail to see
that when I wake up the next morning
my problems are all I see
for your masking my current issues, with your influential ways
you slap reality out of my consience
and leave me in a dayz
And althought its you that I crave
It is you that's going to send me
to my early grave
what more can I say, this relationship is over
I don't need your help for me to deal
You see my alcoholic bev
I thought you were my friend
But now I see how you were decieving me
Making me think that by your sedating ways
All my problems would fade away
Just go away

Reviews

[hunglikejesus]

I have to give pause and salute you for capturing the essence of addiction. Though I have never had a chemical addict, I have had addictions and those it seems, are just as bad. They ruin esteem and take away motivation.

There is no escaping our truths, morning always comes and at the foot of our beds remain what we tried to not see.

Thank you for giving us an insight into your thinking. My wish is that The Most High keeps you close and shines light on your path.

[Yarelis Vidal]

Thank you :)

[James Moir]

very good, very sad, very true. Coming from a long line of alcoholics, many having died early because of it, this certainly hits home pretty strongly. Very fluid and visible, nice poem.

[Yarelis Vidal]

Gracias :)

[Cameron]

Fascinating how you personified it. I like it.

[Yarelis Vidal]

thank you :)