Every few days alcohol calls to me
You know you want me
And if you come to the pub you’ll find friends
and I'll do you no harm."
"Ok", I say "I’ll just have three
I’ll then walk home quite soberly."
I think drinking for adults is like
Playing on swings:
It gives you a buzz and
three pints turn to four, five and then six
Then I feel hungry…
The next day I can’t quite remember the end
Of the night: It’s a blur:
What did I say?
What did I do?
How did I get home?
And then I think:
"This time I’m giving up alcohol for good"
But then
Every few days alcohol calls to me
"You know you want me..."
- Author: Michael Champion ( Offline)
- Published: August 2nd, 2016 13:54
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Great write
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