Writing

A poem that I wrote in 2006, during my 1st year clean and sober.

A dialogue between sober me vs drunk me

Three days out of/off a terrible bender

Roll past the tough times. Come out on the other side.

I wish I could stay sober

Please be nice as this is extremely personal for me.

A very personal poem about my being 628 days clean as of today.

It's the desire that doesn't fade away, It's knowing you have to be sober all day, It's having to fight a constant battle, Of things that do and do..

I cracked my whip against the flank a gash, slicing open my arm The razor cleaved apart that flesh which is my own. Clean. I don't want c..

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