Alcohol's next day...
Gods of Venice I see you no more,
A life without wine is no life at all.
I shiver, I creak, as the day maps its Path,
The light is too bright, gone is my last laugh.
A mouth so dry that a dessert would avoid,
An ancient mans voice is a sound I make loud.
Voices from the past, haunt my waking day,
I cannot now concentrate, even as I kneel down to pray.
False joy Was entertained, during that alcoholic night before,
But This days reality, hits hard it's mighty blow.
My Memory and money are in short supply today,
From this first day, a promise to live life an alcohol free way....
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Not a beer drinker but wine is another matter. Must have it with my meals:
A meal without wine is like a day without sunshine!
Ha ha... beer my
Dear.. when out
For a meal for me..
One of my best friends is an alcoholic who has now been dry for nearly months, that person is so strong and getting stronger each day knowing that the further they get away from that last drink they had the better and stronger they will become. Alcoholism is not fun!
I totally agree
Great poem! Can totally relate to the line 'False joy was entertained, during that alcoholic night before'
Thank you shannon
You absolutely got it.
Thank you for that
Great comment..
Great subject matter P.H.! You put it down in a very classy way.
Thank you WBL.
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Means a lot to me.
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