The TempterA Poem by Mario VitaleA deep look at addiction to alcoholat first glance it appears harmless to look upon
so you take your first sip a numbing sensation comes from within then gradually you build up the tolerance then the second one comes & the third next you know your starring at the ceiling having a hell bent conversation with yourself how did it get this bad how did I get here then the tears as you intoxicate yourself with drink onto the shots the sport a high appeal the numbness sets in your belly you fall over on the stool not to cool no one helps you in this state no one seems to care you feel sorry for yourself & then go in for the kill again it's called addiction the liar Satan makes awful things look very nice but you never know if you get another chance to roll the dice it's a crap shoot you know so its where you take it hard to fake it when you throw up all over yourself the vomit comes out on the door and even more you end of peeing in your pants not a real good way of starting a romance but a first glance the cup looked quite appealing now you don't know how to deal in taking bits of your heart that's how the devil was dealing but today I found the savior don't need the vice to think twice I have lived another day for a chance to roll the dice so don't ever fall for the great lie of alcohol there's always a way of escape though so stand ten feet tall © 2017 Mario Vitale |
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